"We need to pull back!" Paul Heinlein yelled. Damn, was there no end to them? Physically the twitchers weren't that intimidating. They were slightly shorter than the average man and not much faster or stronger. They only possessed a rudimentary intelligence, enough to wield simple blades or clubs. In the days since the town of Carmel had been pulled into h...
Slave's Submission (A Kajira's Story) The girl walks into the doorway of her Master's private chambers, slipping to a kneel in the large gothic type doorway, her milky thighs pulled open widely as long arms lifted over a bowed head of chestnut curls, pooled on the stone floor, her pale cheek resting against it with a fire raging in her belly. Softly she spe...
A Precious Jewel Resting on a Soft Satin Pillow For Kell-Belly He could never think of it as "Her Belly" - the visions of this big huge, blimp-gut, hairy belly-buttoned, beer drinking, burping slob sitting on the couch, belching, farting and scratching his ugly gut as he drank his Bud and watched football came to his mind - chips, like strewn garbage cover...
This story is a work of historical fiction and set in the Viking period of time and is another rewrite of my own story. I have re-edited it and added a few things here and there. Enjoy! Pink Sky Jager was sick of the rain that never seemed to stop weeping from the clouds. He was soaked to the bone. The air smelled strongly of salt and nothing else as one d...
You walk into the nightclub with your friends smiling at the people wearing their costumes and masks. You forgo the Mardi Gras costume deciding to just wear jeans and a long sleeve shirt. You walk up to the bar and order a beer then go sit at a table with your friends. The music is playing and you smile enjoying the festive atmosphere. It doesn't take long a...
This story involves some celebrities. The purpose of this story is only entertainment. No harm is intended to anyone. * * * * * Generally I prefer to wallow in luxury in my large, spacious Bombay mansion with my private harem of sexy starlet slaves. That is the reason that I rarely venture out of the city even though I am not afraid of flying like some ot...
The morning of my 21st birthday had arrived. I was not expecting anything special, though. You don't get much celebration when you are a single lesbian with no close relatives, a lover who is often out of town, not really any friends except the guys and girls from the Friends of Dorothy club. I got up and showered. I took the time to look at myself in the mi...
Copyright © 2006 by licapeba. All rights reserved. This work may not be reproduced anywhere in any form without written permission from the author. * SMACK! "Ow!" my wife said, "That really hurt! Don't you ever do that again!" She was really angry, and she didn't get angry often. We were standing in our bedroom, naked together, and had been cuddling and...
The following is a fictional story based on the tv show Las Vegas. Las Vegas - How Delinda wins and Danny really wins. As the hot looking Delinda Deline entered the entrance of the Montecito, Danny McCoy, the acting man in charge, at least while her father is on holiday, greeted her. "What, you'd rather stay here, while your place gets renovated, instead...
IMPORTANT: This is only a fantasy. No harm intended to anyone. Rati and Amisha become a hotshot director's sluts for his favours. This story features yesteryear sexy heroine and today's' glam-mom, Rati Agnihotri and today's cutie-pie actress Amisha Patel. This is my first celebrity story and first story in the Indian atmosphere. Please send your feedback...