First of all, I want to thank everyone who has taken time to read this story. I am having a terrific time writing this tale. I want to thank my editor, LaRascasse, for helping me with this. You are the best. There are many other people who have supported me in writing this tale and I want to take time to thank all of you. Now with great pride, I present to...
Tak'Lon's Wager, Part 1 By Paladin Author's Note: This is a 08-2009 re-write of the original story. I brought Tak'lon and his buddy back into the story more, and made other edits. I also included new parts. It was originally meant to be a multi-part story and it just never happened. Sorry for the long delay- I hope it was worth it. 2014 and 2016 Note: Ad...
Miranda was up on the dais at the head of the room, being enthusiastically double penetrated by two men. Her head lolled back and her blonde hair hung down over the muscular shoulder of the man underneath her. Sam could hear her gasping moans. From their angle in the audience, he and Edie were almost perpendicular to the three bodies on top of each other -...
Title -- A Day in Gotham -- 4 -- Batgirl's Revenge (Catgirl has butterflies, the Kittens get their Robin) (follows - 3 -- Batgirl's Dilemma) Contents: Chapter 1 ---------- Anticipation Chapter 2 ---------- Kitten Graduation Chapter 3 ---------- Marks Out Of Ten Chapter 4 ---------- Snaring a Robin Chapter 5 ---------- Robin Gets the Blues Chapter 6...
Author's Note: This story was previously posted on another site as Above and Beyond. To avoid confusion with another story on this site of the same name, the title has been changed. ***** Prologue My name is Kyle Richter. I was born August 12, 1986 in Midland, Michigan. My dad, Dave, was a chemical engineer and middle manager at Dow Chemical headquarters....
A great big thank you to Todger65 for his editorial skills again; and big thanks for those of you who read, favourited and commented on part one. ***** Ballet Bitch Pirates refuse to free the Semen. For once I had managed to rip myself away from my studies early. I'd had enough of CSS, attributes, Java and XHTML. Numbers, symbols and tags danced in my he...
The gentleman sat in his old dressing gown. Woollen and tied with a cord. It hung a little open and through that opening stood his even older penis. He was anything but a young man. Beside his armchair stood a small and round mahogany drinks-stand with a single glass of chilled Chablis. If the truth be told, the gentleman was settling in for a pleasant eve...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 13 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. CONSEQUENCES. . . .OR TRUTH? Joyce addressed Jaime, "Jaime, you...
George was back late. From seeing Doris he had gone on to make his rounds, seeing various friends, checking on them, sorting matters out. It was what he did. Something of an employment – unpaid of course, but he had his pension. Pensions indeed. It was not a problem. He was back quite late in the day. Ivy had been busy. The house had been cleaned, washing...
SIW : Adam and Bronwille. Hi all, I know it's been a while. Sadly real life has its ups and downs that are out of our control. Writing and the focus were clearly not there and is still not as I want it to be. I can't give an ETA for the next chapter, I have started it but it needs some detailing and some more though put into it. For the genuine anons, for...