Chapter 8* Alex couldn't believe it and she was looking right at it. The man's cock hung to nearly his knees. It wasn't overly wide, but the length was breathtaking. Now she knew where he got his name. It rang out in the room in a chant. "Holy shit," Alex gasped. "Interested?" Gavin teased marveling in her reaction. "Only if it pleases you," Alex sai...
"I will help you to destroy Brumelle, but the two women must accompany me on this mission." "Very well, but first you will you show me the exact location of the arch from where you entered this world before I allow you to leave with the women." "Yes, I will tell you its exact position. Then as soon as my mission of destroying Brumelle is finished I will br...
A lot of people think of Israel as a solitary outpost of Western-style democracy in the Middle East. What they don't know is that Israel is one of the most racist places on the planet Earth. Never mind the clashes between Palestinian nationalists and Israeli Defense soldiers, an unspoken and unacknowledged war is being waged upon people of African descent in...
The first thing I did upon entering the house was to escort Angel to the dining room. “Would you prefer red or white?” I asked as stepped into the adjoining kitchen and opened the refrigerator door. “Wine? Either, I suppose, but nothing really sweet or really dry. Do you have Chablis, or a Rose?” I opened the Chablis and brought the bottle along with two...
Disclaimer: This story was written for the Epic Lust site then edited to fit legal age requirements, with all numerical references removed. Imagine the characters as old or as young as you please. ================================================= Introduction Round Another international event is taking place in Brazil, the Young Muscle Sex Gods World Cup...
They were the two most beautiful young men I’d ever seen. Both tall, around six feet, and slim they had the olive complexion, brooding eyes and floppy dark hair that characterises so many young French men. I’d learned they were both studying at university, English and Business Studies, they’d told me. In the summer they came back home to the village near Dea...
"Ishmael, if you ever come back here, I swear I will kill you," said my sister, Hawa Dubuisson. She uttered those words after siding with her lover, Mikhail Mulenge, against our Family and against me. This was a hostile takeover and we both knew it. Classic behavior among our blood, to be sure... With my father, Faisal Dubuisson dead and buried, our clan wa...
I've had more than my share of one-nighters, and willingly confess to finding them the most exciting sexual activity of all. I'm not diminishing tender lovemaking, intimacy, monogamy...all have their place and time and advocates. But, for sheer no-strings-attached, won't-ever-see-you-again-and-that's-the-way-we-both-want-it sex, give me a nearly anonymous h...
Rachel could feel the room as she stepped into it. The lighting sucked for a good conversation, but the energy of it was titillating. She looked at her friend Latisha, wondering if this whole idea was a big mistake. She didn't really care for crowds like this. Latisha motioned with her head and took Rachel’s hand to lead her in. Rachel could have stopped a...
"What do you want for Christmas?" The child on Santa's lap began a recitation of toys and gadgets that television had persuaded him were cool to have. Jenna Ritter stood at a distance. The scene did not delight or amuse her. What did she want for Christmas? Charles Ritter of course. Charles in the flesh, by her side, as he had been a week ago. Charles had...