Valkyries' Pool "There, it's all set then." Zoe says as she logs off the suite's computer. "What's all set?" I ask as I walk into the bedroom from the balcony. "Tomorrow." "mmm?" "You'll see." She says, cryptically. After the weeks that we have been here I accept her answer; knowing that I will find out what she means in good time. "Let's go to sleep...
Let me start by introducing myself. My name is Peter, at least for the purposes of this story which apart from names and places is absolutely true. It's not a story I'm particularly proud of, but at the same time I'm not exactly ashamed of myself either. I'll tell you this story, add my own thoughts, but leave the judgement to you as to whether I'm a manipul...
I am probably the most typical white guy in America. 31 years old, married for 4 years, with a two year old kid and obsessed with sex. I can't help it. I want to kiss, lick and suck pussy. I want to bury my face in big, firm but soft mounds of breasts. I want to breathe in the mixed aroma between her legs of pussy and ass before I slowly drag my tongue from...
Edit: I initially posted this story in an incomplete format. This is the finished version with a more... satisfying(?) ending. If you haven't played the game, and intend to in the future, please play it FIRST, otherwise I will have spoiled the plotline for you. If you don't intend on playing it, I suggest you do, it's fantastic. This is my first fanfic, ba...
My name is James Dalton Guillaume. My friends call me J.D. for short, And I'm a man with a dilemma. You see, I got issues with Black women. It's a love and hate thing between me and them. On the surface, I definitely look like a 'together' brother. I stand six feet two inches tall, broad-shouldered and well-built, with medium brown skin and curly Black hair....
Things were going great for Anne and Mathew they moved from the east coast to the west coast, bought a new house and then the bottom fell out of the economy. Anne was an office manager for a privately owned importing business, but the kids did not want to run it and the owner wanted to retire so the business was sold to a foreign concern and Anne became obso...
Prince Mustapha's Palace didn't look like much from the street, merely a large building with high plastered walls pierced only by the gate and a few high windows protected by fretwork lattice. The building was more recently whitewashed than its neighbors and the wooden trim painted brilliant cobalt, but there was nothing to hint it held a modern Seraglio....
This story is a first attempt to write a story in English. ***** Maria and Sam - Prelude It would be a decisive moment for the rest of his life, yet he didn't have any clue about it, as he entered the third hotel building on his job search list for New York City. He was looking to apply for the position of an assistant in the kitchen. The young woman at t...
In Chapter 1 Georgina Georgina learnt of love and marriage, disappointment and pain. She knew nothing of husband Wayne’s betrayal with her sister Harriet. After a fight, she decided enough was enough – she was leaving. CHAPTER TWO As Georgina walked the cases grew heavier. She hadn't enough money for a taxi and her sister's house was over a mile away. By...
It wasn't uncommon for Drew to wake up with dubious interpretations of his previous night, to wake up unsure of what had happened, what had been forgotten, what had been dreamt up entirely. For the first few moments after Drew awoke, it seemed possible that it had all been fantasy; his mental movie theater opting to play a new breed of skin flick for once. T...