"We have some strong Magic Users who have talents in future seeing." He kissed the lobe of my ear. "But again, the closer to you I get the more potent your arousal is." I sighed. "I'm not a Magic User. But I might as well join you out of my own free will opposed to being threatened and forced." He let go of my body and smiled. "I would never hurt you, Sh...
How is a guy supposed to move on, when he's practically the only one of his kind? My name is Adam Javier, and I'm a guy living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I wish I could say I was a regular guy living a regular life, but that would be lying. You see, back in the 1980s, a Canadian scientist named Madeline Adelson created this top secret formula which inc...
I know you're dying to hear what happened between her and me, but before you know what and how, you must know when where and who. I won't bore you with the history of the world to this point, but you must understand that I am living in the second information age. The first information age came after the invention of the computer, when suddenly record keepin...
My name is Franklin Saint-Mars. Just your average, everyday, six-foot-one and 170-pound, brown-skinned and ruggedly handsome Haitian-American stud muffin. My friends call me the Chocolate Speedster. This right here is a special story I've got to share with you. It involves how I outsmarted the deadliest of enemies and made a name for myself in the circles of...
Eversong Woods was a enchanting in the fall especially. The cool breezes floated throughout the autumn trees, and the very forests seemed to come alive. Leaves fell from their golden perches, dancing through the air in their final decent to the soft grasses of the woods. Dragonhawks gracefully swept over the forest floor, their elegant wings moving silently...
This story is a work of (mostly) fiction. All names have been changed to protect the identities of the parties mentioned. Please feel free to leave comments and feedback! ____ Kent was nervous, and he had every right to be. His on-again, off-again girlfriend Chrissy was in town visiting for the weekend. She lived several states away and had a good job tea...
Thanks for checking out my story -- this is the first in a series about Jessica. While I changed the name, the story is very much real! Feel free to let me know your feedback and thoughts. ***** I first noticed Jessica at the gym where I worked out. She sold gym memberships and worked the check-in desk there and she would occasionally grab a workout during...
Chapter 1 Thump thump. Yes yes yes. I'm ab- Thump thump. I stop suddenly. Sighing I place my vibrator aside and get up. I hate that every time Im about to cum, something stops me. Anyway, the knocking on my door continues. "Im going!" I yell. Jesus man. What do they want now. "Yes?" I ask irritated, opening the door to find my neighbor standing outs...
"So... What are you wearing?" Cynthia glanced down at her comfortable, baggy trousers with the elasticated waist, and wiggled her toes inside well-worn carpet slippers. "Mmm..." she began, doing a rather dodgy Mae West impression, "Why dontcha come up and see me sometime? Silk stockings and suspenders, high heel shoes... and a skimpy bra and panties set - b...
"We're not a dating service," Kendrick explained. "Neither are we a prostitution ring." The attractive, middle-aged, unnatural blond blushed and murmured, "Of course not." She shifted her wide hips in the chair across the desk from Kendrick. "Our gentlemen provide companionship," he told her. Lisa studied the way Kendrick's forehead folded into a map of w...