The beeping woke me. I tried to open my eyes, but it took too much effort. I hurt. I hurt in places I didn't know existed. I lay there for some time listening to the sounds surrounding me and smelling the odors of what could only be a hospital room. What happened? How had I gotten here? The last thing I remembered was sitting through Mr. Hargrove's lecture o...
If you're going to take the trouble to read this, please vote. And more importantly, comment. I'm a comment whore * Chrystal pulled open the overly dramatic iron-bound oak doors at the bottom of the concealed staircase and entered the room. As usual it was warm and balmy in the Faculty Club basement, the air scented with something like cinnamon and somethi...
Astronomy 1 - Eclipsus As Patrick turned off the main road towards the idyllically picturesque village that was now home he believed himself to the luckiest man alive. He had plenty of reason. After a few years of moderate struggle he was now forging a reputation as one of the finest guitar builders in Europe. What had once been a hobbyist's obsession was n...
Aria stared at the image hovering in the middle of the bridge. She'd been struggling for hours to get her ship back in working shape, a fuse had blown in the navigation computer while her ship had been in Slipspace, forcing an emergency reemergence into reality. Aria had been blind these last few hours, with the ship's sensors down she could have slowly been...
The old woman's word stabbed him like an icicle, and Joel halted in his steps. He turned, facing her as she stood dismally at her window, and he hesitantly crossed her lawn, went up the squat steps. She opened the door for him, and he entered. Joel was met by the warmth coming from the fireplace. The man he had seen previously, obviously the woman's son, wa...
Yvette Seraphim is the name. I'm a big and tall, dark-skinned and big-bottomed young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. People often say I resemble Tennis Champion Serena Williams, only taller and curvier, with more booty. I take that as a compliment. I am also a Transsexual. There, I said it. I am what I am and...
"I really must stop letting a nice ass gets me in trouble," Tariq Osman said to himself as he walked through the Eaton Center in the City of Toronto, Ontario. One of the largest malls in North America, the Eaton Center was busy as usual. In some ways, only certain ways, the Eaton Center reminded Tariq of the Mall of America in his hometown of Bloomington, Mi...
Hal was almost hyperventilating with pleasure. His whole being was throbbing with pleasure as he reclined, eyes closed, on the emperor-sized bed. The tropical breeze blowing in through the open veranda window was cool, and he guessed that night had fallen. It was some hours since he and Brad had begun their evening's entertainment... With his eyes closed...
This is the story of Rhea Antoine, an ordinary woman who encountered a gorgeous Trickster and was never the same afterwards. She's a factory worker in Oregon. A six-foot-tall, heavyset, large-breasted, wide-hipped and big-bottomed woman with dark brown skin and short black hair. She's been at the factory for ages. Life as a factory worker can be quite dreary...
I'm lying in the bed of a man who picked me up outside a gay bar a few hours ago, listening to the sounds of his gentle, contented sleep. Contented from my having given him delicious head, contented from having fucked me with my stockinged legs wrapped around his shoulders. I'm lying here, looking at the trail of clothing that marks our evening: my strap-y h...