It had been a couple of week since Kevin and Paula had invited Delia Fairfax-Preston back to Kevin's flat for a threesome but in spite of Delia's promise to keep in touch, she had not done so. Paula had tried ringing on a couple of occasions but had only succeeded in getting the answerphone. She didn't leave a message in case Delia's husband Clive intercepte...
[[50 years after the story of Theo, The Blood Angel of Lescatie]] CHAPTER 3: Agrat, Empress of Monsters. Reikshold. The beautiful castle stood in the heart of Reikshold, a violet-pink heaven for monster girls and their humans whom they now treated as valued husbands. Laughter and joy was never in short supply amongst the pleasure gardens, its hidden coves...
Bex Blake. Roz and I came out of our classroom at school, it was a cold day and we wanted to get home for a nice cup of hot chocolate. Since Tilda and Tommy were born, Milla and Mama were not working, so we could go straight home instead of going to Blake's Wharf. We looked for Maja. The little ones usually got out of class a little while before us, and sh...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Despite himself he looked down and saw the woman who had betrayed his trust, had abandoned their two kids; but the cocaine and the booze, plus stirred into the mix was lust, meant that Danny wanted to fuck Sandra no matter what the commonsense side of his brain screamed at him. "Do you like what you see handsome," she teasingly asked, "do you think you coul...
Author's note: This is a romantic satire, y'know. Don't take it too seriously. All sexual activity involves modern humans of age 18+. Nobody is murdered, not even those happily fucked to death. Feedback is appreciated. ----- randy Randy ----- I am Randy. That is both my name and my condition. (Sort of like my cousin's sweet daughter Torchy, who is always...
I would like to thank my friend Georgia Alice for her help with naming the characters. -------------------------------------- THE BEGINNING Apparently appearance can determine the fate, at least it turned out to be true in my case. In order to explain my point I first need to describe myself with the necessary details. So let me start again. Hello, my na...
As always, this is not a standalone story, it is a part and if read without knowing what has happened previously won't make much sense. It is a romance, even though it takes place against a pretty grim background. People of course are people, subject to all the nuances of life, hopefully the good guys will come out happy, but it doesn't always happen that wa...
Chapter Three - Tunnel Penelope awoke on Saturday morning and after she had showered and recovered enough from her hangover she sent Brin Longmire a text to which she got no response. She had a busy day packing up and moving into her new apartment so she didn't really care that he didn't respond. She moved her stuff into her pokey little apartment which was...
This story is of a fantasy. It is not necessarily my fantasy, although I wouldn't rule that out, just as I wouldn't rule out that the situations of this story didn't happen. It is after all just a story. CM * I heard her before I saw her, she was arguing with someone. "Get away from me you arsehole!" "Give it to me bitch." "No fucking way, it's mine!" I...