Greetings, dear readers. I would like to invite you on a journey into the darkest heart of humanity. You're going to see all sorts of wonders, and horrors. It's not for the faint of heart. If you are the sort of man or woman who faints during horror movies or gets goose bumps, then I suggest you leave. If not, stick around and enjoy the show. I guarantee tha...
Cora worked seven days a week, eight hours a day, every day but Sunday. Sunday was an easy day because all she had to do was feed the animals. Everyday was long but with the help she had she didn't mind. She would wake up at six every morning, be at the farm by seven, work her butt off until about three or four in the afternoon, and then she was granted he...
Katie was the only girl there. Right away I thought that was kinda odd. There were six of us guys from work, including me, and it was the first time I'd been invited to one of their beer-and-poker evenings, even though I'd been working with them for about six months. To begin with I guess I just thought that they were just racists and they didn't want a blac...
"You'll go blind if you keep doing that!" I laughed at the dirty old man as he lay on his bed stroking his cock to hardness as I pulled the soiled sheets off the other bed in the room. "But I wouldn't go blind if you did it for me then?" The old man chuckled as he raised his hips so I could get a clearer look as he cupped his wrinkly ball sack with one hand...
Welcome back! We learn how Kal ended up in the situation from the first chapter. For those of you reading The Runesmith Chronicles for the first time I recommend going back and starting with Book 1 (just search for The Runesmith Chronicles or click on my name). It isn't necessary, but it will give you have a better understanding of how things like the magi...
Authors Note: Thanks to those who enjoy my stories. To those who are critical and bitch and complain without leaving an e mail address, SCREW YOU! I am not a Bible thumper by any stretch of the imagination. But right is right. Wrong is wrong. If you feel different than me about morals, that's your right. Just as it is my right to have my opinions. That's kno...
I'm Sue. To my husband I'm Slutty Sue. I got that nickname because I've been sexually active since my teenage years. I let boys feel my growing tits in junior high school and sucked cocks in high school. I've remained very active sexually since then. I've fucked dozens of different men and I still love BBC to this day. I work for a large multinational cor...
With shaking fingers she dialled the number. The phone at the other end was lifted but nothing was said. 'Hello Lisa?' 'Yes, I'm Lisa.' 'I -- I'd like to pay you a visit.' 'Look,' said the wary voice, 'if your man's been to see me, that's something...' 'No, no! It's nothing like that. I just want to come to you as a man would. For, for the same kind of...
Best friends since middle school, they spent as much time together as possible, which these days were difficult. Laura lived on the Gulf Coast in Florida and Diana was stuck in Virginia, near the capital. While they would text each other daily, they hadn't seen each other in over a year. Laura was a single mother, while Diana was the devoted wife, although...
I never thought it would happen to me. Never in my wildest imagination, when I agreed to marry Mr Jones, did I think I would become the bored, ignored housewife, desperately clamouring...craving...for something...anything...to brighten up the gilded cage my life had become. I’ve become such a cliche. As I stood at the window watching my gardener pull up th...