Disclaimer: I do not own Supergirl or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ****** "I hope you're hungry, because I bought... dinner?" Supergirl didn't mean to state the last part as a question, but despite her hunger it became the last thing on her mind as she flew into the office of Lena Luthor and saw the woman...
Dionysis watched as Theseus rode away on the ship, looking sadly back at the shoreline at his sleeping love. Of course Theseus hadn't wanted to leave the beautiful Ariadne, her lips were plump roses and her eyes sparkling black pearls; lustrous waves of black cascaded from the top of her head to mid-back. Her body was one even some of the Goddesses envied -...
Meredith paused at the bedroom door, clutching the bottle of tequila. She could hear the soft little moans emanating from behind the closed door, mixing with the creaking of the bed, and the little giggles. Taking a deep breath, she pushed the door open silently, too aroused to keep from joining them. Soft light bathed the room, the lone lamp swathed in pink...
His whole body tingled as he waited for what seemed like an eternity. Vaguely he could sense movement in the room, the flickering of candlelight, hushed voices with the words imperceptible. He didn't know how many people were present—at least two. But perhaps more? He couldn't tell. Suddenly, he felt hands grasping his wrists, which were tied with velvet...
...they're not working!... Panic surfaced in my mind, as I pressed my foot down again on the brake pedal, only to be rewarded with a dull thump as it hit the floor. ...Oh god oh god oh god... I swerved, realising that I had been veering into the other lane. The oncoming traffic honked their horns and I caught several drivers angry glances or upturned digi...
I woke up to the sound of someone crying. Not good. I opened my eyes, saw black and remembered that I was sleeping over at Karin's, in Amsterdam. She was in her single bed. I was on a camping mat on the floor next to her. I unzipped my sleeping bag half-way, wormed my way out of it and sat up. I could make out a few things in the dark, but not much. Her bed...
As an editor, establishing a good editing relationship with the author is of primary concern. Without trust between you, editing is going to be a disaster. The author needs to know you're interested only in making their work shine, not changing their voice, style or story. When an author knows this, they will be much more likely to accept suggestions and cha...
Benjamin Coleman watched with unhidden glee as his father pulled out of their driveway, carefully manoeuvring the vehicle around the hedge that acted as their front fence. As the vehicle peeled out of sight, Ben pumped his fist and yelled in triumph, the house was his for the next three days and he could do what he wanted, when he wanted and how he wanted to...
Love at first sight, a married man meets the dream woman of his sexual fantasies on the commuter train to work. Continued from Chapter 01: Just eighteen years old, he was so very, sexually excited kissing Mary Elizabeth, his prom date. French kissing her, he felt her naked breasts and fingered her erect nipples. Then, after he fingered her pussy, she sucke...
Chapter One "I'm gonna kill that fuckin' Carol!" I mumble as Henry's cock continues to plow into and out of my ass. 'Who the fuck are you kidding?' I ask myself. 'You love every minute of it. It's consensual ass rape. Something that you've fantasized about for years. Only, it's by the pizza guy! Not your hubby. Shit, the prick's probably fuckin' some whor...