Author's note: This is an appendix for "Little" Sister. I have done some revisions and additions to make the story more of a stand-alone, but there are many cross-over characters. For the politically mind, Donald Trump has a bit in part 7. First is a cast of characters, followed by a history of the Richards family and their estate. Cast of "Little" Sister...
Your name is John Doe. You are now eighteen years old and a senior attending the high school known as Konoha Jounin High (Konoha's middle school is called Konoha Chuunin Middle School and elementary being Konoha Genin Elementary school and so on) and this just so happens to be your graduating year. You pretty much are living a great life as a teen. You are a...
Notes This story takes place in my fictitious town of Malvado Playa California. It's the next day after the events in Camera Buff. If you haven't already read my story Camera Buff, please read that first! You'll enjoy it! All characters in this story are over the age of eighteen... but just barely! * "No, really, Dude. What's the deal with Rona Barrett?"...
Growing up, I had a mad crush on Emmanuella "Manou" Jean-Pierre, the six-foot-tall, dark-skinned and tomboyish daughter of one of my father's friends. We used to play together, but Manou was a lot closer to my older sister Annabelle since they were the same age. I was a year younger than them, and in the world of females, that's a monumental difference. Chic...
"Trevor, you know you love this big beautiful brown ass," Neha Kaur said, as she stood in front of the mirror inside Macy's, and checked out her reflection. The silvery evening gown that she was trying on clung to her curves in fetching ways. Standing five feet ten inches tall, neither fat nor thin but bodacious and curvy where it counted, the brown-skinned...
Opposites attract, and that makes for wonderful fun, I think. Take my wife Jeannette Saint-Jean and me for example. We couldn't be more different from each other yet we're passionately in love. I was born on the island of Haiti in 1967. My parents, Louis and Marie Cavalier moved to the City of Montreal, province of Quebec, in the summer of 1972. I attended t...
By Hana M Brimeck I close the window, turn around, fall back against them, and slide down to the floor. I take a moment to catch my breath. I can still feel his kiss on my lips. I hold my finger to my mouth hoping to keep the memory of that feeling as long as possible. "Dago, what is this feeling?" I mutter under my breath. I shake it off. 'I need a hot s...
Chapter 02: Cat Toy Gods are fickle things. Fickle and numerous and given to flights of fancy. Or, sometimes, fits of jealousy. And then, rarely, a god will take interest in our world long enough to assert his or her or its influence on events. Demons fear when a god looks askance at their doings and humans are frail things in comparison. Frail and pliable...
Author's note: While this story is set in a high school, all sexually active characters are 18 year old seniors. ---- The controller vibrated in my hands when I squeezed the trigger. The alien in front of my reticle collapsed in a mess of his own blood. "Nice shot," said Mike. "Thanks." Unfortunately, I did not notice the alien behind my character, wh...
WARNING : OFFENSIVE... DEPRAVED... SLEAZY... SEXUALLY INTENSE... PURE DEBAUCHERY AT IT'S MOST PERVERSE AND FILTHIEST... IT AIN'T REAL... BUT READ IT ANYWAY "Yeah mama... I'll be home later. We're filming our next video. Yeah, up in the hills. Not far from the Hollywood sign... but don't tell anyone. We don't have a fuckin permit. Ha. OK. Love ya." "ALRIGHT...