Author's note: This story involves shemale on male sex, if that's not your thing, no problem, thanks for clicking anyway. It is also being submitted for the Halloween contest so if you enjoy it, please vote for it. Thanks, and enjoy!! Happy Halloween!! * "Be careful man," my roommate warned me, "Crazy shit happens down there on Halloween, even crazier than...
My heavily-laden wagon was nearing the edge of the deep, dark woods. Soon, I would break out of the dark forest and enter the bright sunshine surrounding the farmlands outside the netherworld where I lived. A huntsman and woodcutter, was I. Much preferring a life of peaceful solitude, I rarely left my woodlands sanctuary. Yet, a man likes the feel of some...
Chapter 25 -- The Equinox Two days after her release from the Royal Residence, Maria Elena returned to her job at the university. There was plenty of work for her because the leaves of all the trees on campus had started to turn and already the grass needed constant raking. Criminal # 101025 knelt in front of the university gardeners and was promptly issued...
Authors Note: This is the sequel to my story "Renata Gets A Ride". The number of people that read it has really floored me and the voting on it has made it my highest scoring story. I had intended for "Renata Gets A Ride" to be a stand alone story, but because of the number of readers it accumulated I've decided to do a sequel because "hey I never know whe...
Cien couldn't bring himself to go back to the keep. Memories were at the keep. Memories of Regan. Of her smiles, and her laughter and her happiness. Of his happiness with her. Their time together was short, but to Cien, it had been life changing. Instead he begged a few provisions from Maggie, and after a long lecture, she had given in. He collected them a...
I keep looking in the mirror but I just don't see it. Personally I find a gray haired granny looking back at me, not eye catching but not butt ugly either. A modest woman, demure, perhaps a bit to the withdrawn, but that's just my opinion. My dear dumbass husband Denny must see something else. Honest to God, he must think I'm the stupidest shit on earth. Th...
Here's a good laugh, people think I'm a lesbian. A dyke on a bike. The ball buster butch, maybe. Maybe they've got their reasons too. There's this great little hobby, this thing called Civil War reenacting. Dressing up, out in the elements, reliving the past and I wanted to be a part of it. Not as a genteel Southern woman, as one of the women back then that...
There are things that I have done which I am not particularly proud of. Most people in this world probably know what I mean. More or less anyway. That's life, I guess. Saints are very rare in this world. Sinners are frighteningly common. My name is Kal Brock. A big and tall young black man living in the city of Brockton. I currently attend Brockton Community...
"I'm your fairy tale. Your dream. Your wishes and desires. I'm your thirst and your hunger; your food and your drink." -- Klaus Kinski Masozi wondered what to do. He wandered round the deserted hay stacks in the dark field restlessly. Heat came in thick strands. The East African evening was a long time in cooling. He thought he would perhaps wash himself si...
** Greetings :D ** THANKYOU WindySwimming for editing and helping me out. ** please comment and rate xoxo * Lisa walked hurried towards Skyline, a seventeenth floor building that had some of the most expensive apartments in the city. She checked her watch again. She was ten minutes late. It would take another five minutes to get to the tenth floor. Her hee...