After days of travelling, you reach the gate the King specified. It's three times as tall as you are and carved into a mountainside. As you inspect the door you realize it has a locking mechanism- once you go in you're not going to be able to get out until you find that relic. You sigh, sip from your canteen, and push the doors open. Immediately the musky sm...
Esmerelda was not quite the typical village girl that worked the ecological treks and archeological excavations. She was slightly taller, slimmer but still busty, fuller brown tresses, lighter than the straight black strands of the others, And, on her knees in the grassy clearing beside the jungle track, she was trying extra hard to please her latest jungl...
Belle shivered as she walked past the decimated iron gate in front of the old castle. She wrapped her cloak tighter around her shoulders and thought back to how she wound up making this trek. The village she'd lived in her whole life had traded her as a sacrifice to the creature that had haunted their hills since she was younger. The Beast and his story had...
"How's the wee one?" "Good, good. She's feeding like crazy. Sally hardly gets any time to do anything else. Feeding, changing, trying to catch up on some sleep. Sometimes a shower when there is time." "That's the way it is, my friend." "I know that, Tom, but how would you? You've never been around a woman longer than you need to get her knickers off." "N...
*This is for the Winter Holidays Story Contest so please take the time to vote. Please enjoy and have a wonderful holiday season!* Chandler and Lauren Mison were a wonderful young couple who by all appearances were living the American dream. Chandler worked as a software developer. He was creative and used his imagination to create apps. The money was good...
Midfield Wisconsin, a medium-sized city by Midwestern standards, lies perched high above the shores of Lake Michigan. A long Coast Guard pier juts one mile out into the lake, slants sharply to the south then out for another quarter mile. This structure helps form a channel creating one of the best harbors on the lake, from which a fleet of commercial fishing...
Please note: Sorry for any mistakes in language or translation. If you need help in translation, email me. Spanish is my third language and I am not very good at it. English is my second and I am best in it. Her name was LucyBeth AnaMaria something something.-She stood 1m40. She was not the most beautiful, but she was easy to look at. Her most notable featu...
What is better - chocolate or sex? I know what you are thinking, both! Well that is exactly my thoughts on the subject. Valentines day can be very frustrating, finding the perfect gift, the perfect evening topped with a candlelight dinner, wine, perhaps dancing and passionate sex. Every year we tried to outdo the other just to make that evening perfect in...
You find yourself running for your life. It is just after the world War 3 and the earth is falling apart is destruction as carnage breaks trough the streets of down town La in the future. You see a phase missile coming toward you. All you can see is blackness. Your only regret is you never got laid. Suddenly the blackness turns into light "YOU KNOW IT W...
(Author’s note: I like to start stories. Everything else is up to ya’ll. If you like the way the Introduction started and it sparks something for you then feel free to add on to it. This story will be PUBLIC, I wanna see this story go nuts. This is meant to be a massive crossover fiction. That means anything from Star Trek to Mass Effect to Dead Space is fai...