"Sinners, you are all unrepentant sinners. You will accept the evil of your sins or suffer the consequences." Bristols, Mistress Paliqueen and Cruizerman stood quietly in the dock, arms pinioned behind their backs with very heavy shackles connecting to their ankles. "The ecclesiastical right to oversight of all humanities actions cannot be questioned by m...
When I came out of the bathroom, I found two naked blue women sitting on my bed. Perhaps I should rewind a little and give some context. My name is Craig and I'm pretty ordinary. I have an ordinary wife and two ordinary children. I live in an ordinary but isolated house in rural England and I commute every day into London to do an ordinary job. I'm in my...
Episode 1 - Crusher's Mistaken Memories This story is based on the series Star Trek: The Next Generation and is set during the start of series 4 on the Starship Enterprise NCC 1701-D. This is my first story so any comments on anything from grammar to ST authenticity are welcomed. It does contain a little incest too, just in case that puts you off! Everyone...
In December, 1969, the Rolling Stones toured the USA. Yes, the Rolling Stones, as in the Silver Rolling Stones, if you are that old. I had been a fan of the Stones since I was fourteen years old, and I had never seen them play. More so, I was a big fan of rock music, and I attended every possible concert that I could attend. But my favorite rock band, the St...
He was lost to the fire, in the dance above the embers. Lost in that glow -- pulsing red tinged with black and white -- feeding ascent, always to the stars, force always dissipating. A snapping sound, pulled from the trance, and he watches sparks lift in the twilight, climbing towards fronds leaning from the trades. He saw them then. The girl -- no, a woma...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's interesting what people choose to critique in feedback. I REALLY appreciate all of the letters and comments to me (for good or bad), as they let me know that SOMEONE is reading my drivel. They also let me know that people are taking time to help me better my writing. THANK YOU! ---------------------------------------- Seated at a table...
My first time in the First Time category. There's a sentence you don't hear every day. I don't really know what readers expect in this category, but I'll still wager this story will be different from most of them. It's an experiment in writing and one I hope you like. Then again, it might be that I have completely missed the mark. Either way, don't forget to...
Chapter Thirteen Intrepid - 3754 C.E. Beatrice licked her fingers lasciviously as she savoured the sour taste of Captain Kerensky's vaginal juices and smiled seductively at her lover. The captain gasped. Her eyes shone bright. She shuddered with a final orgasmic spasm from the frenzied sex she was enjoying with Paul's wife. Beatrice's tongue was still moist...
Though the overhanging black expanse of a new umbrella kept the pouring rain away from Amos Jefferson's head, it could not keep his face free of the saline moisture that had formed about his ebony eyes. As he stood silently, the gusting October wind began to whip the raindrops sidelong at the lower extremities of his pants. Tilting his umbrella to compensate...
It had been a wonderful fest. Orcs, draenei, arakkoa, ogers, and the many other races of Draenor had all come together to drink and sing to the end of the Burning Legion on their world. The alcohol was flowing in rough amounts, the food was delicious and prepared in the manifold traditions of all clans and tribes, the songs put forward by the most talented b...