Based on comics by the Pit and Stormbringer. TCCS Part 3: Chapter 24: A Fog Rolls in Across the Lake Pink lips pressed hard against pink lips. Pamela pressed down harder on Miko. The smaller halfAsian girl writhed beneath the more dominant athletic Pamela. Miko's hips began thrusting upwards as if wishing Pamela had a cock between her legs with which to...
What happened to your family, Lucius? Conversations With A Mage Series - Erotic Horror CONVERSATIONS WITH A MAGE parallels the CARTER BROTHERS series. Pat DeVallera has retired from the New Orleans Police Department and convinced Lucius Carter and Lucius' wife Astrid to tell him the truth about the magic and supernatural events that surrounded the Carters...
Author's note: The Carter brothers' legend is a well-known piece of "fakelore" in the New Orleans French Quarter. Tour guides who tell a good story can get a larger tip by pointing out the home of the vampires who cheated death in Louisiana's electric chair and escaped from their family crypt in St. Louis Cemetery. I've been writing about the Carter brothers...
Sam Adams was one of the riches men in the South during the eighteen forties. His plantation wasn't nearly as large as others scattered up the banks of the Mississippi River. His home was larger and nicer than most but he only had a few hundred acres of land. While the other planters worried about the crops and keeping good slaves happy he only had enough pl...
The door opened letting in the cold wind and mist of a late autumn night. A lone figure wrapped in a travelling cape stepped through the sill. The richly embroided hooded cape identified him as a man of means, the long sword along other weapons thrust in his wide belt and his large frame identified him as a warlord and a man not to trifle with. When he shrug...
I remember the day he entered the plantation. He was a tall, dark-skinned man with a muscular physique. As he entered the gate chained with the other slaves, he looked at me. I observed his thick, athletic legs as they almost seemed to burst from the overalls he wore. His hair a deep black, it was long and knotted with curls, but complemented his Bistre brow...
She was mad — no, "mad" was the wrong word. Humiliated. That, she thought, was more like it. And someone would have to pay. Heeding Abraham's instruction, she'd risen in the dead of night and climbed out of bed, only her nightgown keeping her from the chill of the cold. She'd crept downstairs, and the pained creaking of the wood panels could have been born...
(This story is dedicated to a beautiful woman I know, who I have yet to see. She has been my inspiration and, provided me with this story idea, and insights into Jasmine's feelings and thoughts. I would love to have your comments and have you email me and tell me what you think of the story, or even chat with me about ideas for other stories or anything else...
All characters are at least 18 years of age Girlfriend's Brother Made Me Do It Or -- How my dull sexless husband has no idea I'm now a slut for Big Black Cock * At almost 35 years of age (16th of January) I consider myself an intelligent and very well respected woman - who has been successful in college, work and now as a budding author. I have always ma...
(Serious thanks to the editors that have to deal with me. They are the gate-keepers, and still have to read every story submitted. Again Thanks!) Chapter 5 Routines and Wailing Michelle wasn't the only lesbian woman that was enslaved to be a breeder. In the client schedule of two months, with some 30 clients, 3 preferred women over men. It made my job mor...