Author Note: A short chapter this time. I want to apologize if any of you took offense to a comment I recently posted in the comment section of my submission for the Halloween contest. I am just sick and tired of getting negative feedback from people who don't have the nerve or courtesy to face me by putting their screen name in the comments. I have never le...
Samantha found him three hours later, sitting with his back to the cafe, facing towards the Arc de Triomphe, his laptop open in front of him, but not actively in use as he seemed to be reading a newspaper, a glass of wine in one hand looking for all the world like he was sitting in his living room. And for all she knew, he could be. She was beginning to get...
Capitulus 1V (Chapter 04) Painful death in the Arena "Sit down, Cherl. We have something unpleasant to tell you." Zhanet's words cause her instant distress. Zhanet is sitting with Claude, Steev, and a Roman soldier she has never seen before. Cherl's heart is in her mouth. What can be so terrible that a soldier is present? "I won't sugar coat this. Cherl,...
A New Side to Mrs. Klugman Sheila Klugman pulled her Mercedes SL500 into her driveway and raised the roof. She ran her fingers through her short blonde hair, wishing for about the millionth time that there was a way to keep her hair from getting too messy while driving with the top down. She so loved driving the convertible with the top down and looking spo...
Author's note: This is a romantic satire, y'know. Don't take it too seriously. All sexual activity involves modern humans of age 18+. Nobody is murdered, not even those happily fucked to death. Feedback is appreciated. ----- randy Randy ----- I am Randy. That is both my name and my condition. (Sort of like my cousin's sweet daughter Torchy, who is always...
The Head Office of 'Daley, Marchment and Hughes, Solicitors, Estate Agents and Financial Services since 1863' could never be considered a throbbing hive of intrigue, lies and deceit. Not until Grant Polanski arrived at least, Mrs Keach was sure of that. Polanski, fourth generation settled Ukrainian/White Russian was as English as it was possible to get. Edu...
Notes: For anyone who was waiting for this - I apologize. Feel free to leave a comment telling me where to go. For those who weren't, leave a comment and lemme know what you think. All characters in this work are over 18 and completely fictional. Contains magical futanari/female with male genitalia - if that's not something you're into, you may want to skip...
Jungle fever. That's what everybody thinks when they see us together. As if sex is the only thing in the minds of Black men and White women when we get together. Well, as someone in such a relationship I resent that. My name is Anne-Marie Longueil. I was born and raised in the City of Trois-Rivieres in the Province of Quebec. My world changed when I moved to...
My wife Mandy and I spent a two-week holiday at Cap d'Agde in the south of France. Cap d'Agde is a big resort on the Mediterranean and has four main areas, each with a different atmosphere. We went to the area for nudists, which is basically a seaside village where everyone's naked. Before we went there, we knew that the village attracts swingers from all ov...
The sun blazed hot down on the pair of horses riding the path between the high pines. The lead horse was ridden by a man. A tall, skinny man wearing very expensive-looking clothes, and some equally expensive jewelry. His face was unlined, and he was perhaps thirty. He had a rather thin face, and a nose that would be called aquiline by the generous, or simply...