On a hill overlooking a beautiful shore, the wealthy Daren Stone looked out gasping at the beauty. Daren loved his beach view mainly, because it was magical. Sometimes mermaids floated on shore, sirens, nymphs ran from the forest, all attracted to him. He was a magical source, a very powerful sorcerer. It was only natural that other magical beings sensed him...
"How long have you had those, ahem, kind of fantasies, Thurgood?" Melanie Durocher asked, and the fifty-something, five-foot-ten, statuesque and plump, blonde-haired, blue-eyed, matronly Quebecer looked intently at the six-foot-tall, handsome and well-dressed young Black man who sat opposite her. They were at the Tim Horton's located on Metcalfe Street in do...
Disclaimer: everyone in this story is over 18. This is my first story so feedback is greatly appreciated please let me know what you think. ***** I'm wearing a white curve hugging tank top with plenty of cleavage on display and a gold necklace with the pendant resting right above my chest just to draw attention, a very tight very short red skirt and white...
Chapter 9 -- The Debriefing of Dreams & Nightmares The three of us sat and talked for what felt like hours. I told them how I was a teacher back on Earth and they shared stories of the all the worlds they had visited. The food we ate was like nothing I'd ever tasted before. They ordered different items, almost like several sampler platters and I tried every...
Life Back on Earth The trip took even less time that I had expected. Soon Lara and I were on Earth, and back at my old apartment. It looked just as it did before I left, before my attack. My floor safe was closed and undisturbed, but I knew the letters and notes were gone. I discovered that we had only been gone four weeks, not five weeks as I had thought....
Adventures In Panty Sniffing: My Sister's Scent It's quite strange actually. My story, that is. I grew up in a relatively normal home in small town Northwest America. My parents never divorced and my older brothers used to beat me up. I lost my virginity when I was seventeen. Nothing in my life was too out of the ordinary. But now some things are definitely...
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So this started out as a real quick story about a real quickie type situation. But, as usual, once my fingers touched the keys it began to morph into much more. I am still fairly new to this site. Your constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. This is also loosely based on facts so certain terms used and scenes described are actually true. Do enjo...
A Gesture Jocelyn stared enchanted at his hand on her abdomen. His long splayed fingers ended in chipped, paint smudged nails. She shivered at the memory of those hands the night before. Jocelyn slid carefully from his embrace to admire him as he slept. Collin's breathing was deep and even, each exhale a growling sigh. She watched the rise and fall of his w...
I was 18 years old at High School; I had an English Teacher called Mrs. Pooja. I would have guessed she was around 30 years old, about 5'5" tall, with short fashionably styled dark brown hair. She was pretty, and most of the guys had certainly commented on her at one time or another, but mainly because of her figure, and the way she moved when she walked. Sh...