Grayson Marshall was flying over rebel territory in an observation plane. He had been recruited by the CIA from 5th Special Forces where he was a language expert. He was looking for a cocaine operation run by a group of Communist rebels to fund their revolutionary activities. One area began to look suspicious. The foliage looked real but was different than t...
They virtually crawled through the shallow water and up the beach to the cover of the undergrowth once more. With great trepidation the party pushed on through the dense groves until they heard voices. There in a clearing, they saw yet more females, these adorned with yellow painted markings upon their scantily clad bodies. They were feasting on meat which t...
Sir Jeffrey Trailson, Knight of the Land, woke up in Lady Brenwick's bedchamber. The beautiful noble was running her hand across his chest and he grinned at her as the first rays of dawn shone through the window. "Good morning," he smiled. "I'm sorry to wake you so early," the Duchess responded. "But the Tribe of the Blue Sword will be arriving soon, from...
Lyda was a young raet, only having been recognized as an adult by the tribe a few months ago. She, like all of her race, resembled both a mouse and a human. They had humanlike hands and upper bodies, and their faces were pointed, but the overall shape and appearance were humanoid. Their legs resembled the hind legs of a mouse more than the legs of a human, h...
Augustus Mansfield, Ph,D had resided in Manaus, the capital of the heart of Amazonia, Brazil, for the last ten years. No one knew as much about the thirty areas where tribes lived that had never seen a white man, contained in the 20 million acres of Javari valley, as he did. As an anthropologist, and accomplished naturalist, he often ventured into the untouc...
Almost nobody knew what year it was. For most people it didn’t matter anyhow people lived day by day and because of the catastrophe, earth didn’t have seasons anymore. What the catastrophe was or what triggered it, it all was forgotten through generations. There were vague stories about people living in tall buildings, having easy access to something called...
It is Winter 1966. When five couples find themselves stranded at a remote high class inn by extreme weather conditions, they amuse each other by relating stories of an erotic nature, as well as taking part in all kinds of private and group sexual activities. The Host began with a tale about a birthday orgy involving a current top film star. The Theatre Comp...
Alex looked at the application in front of him. Now where was this lass from? Oh yes, Antima a small tribal village in Indonesia. Why did that sound familiar? Then he remembered. He had been watching porn and saw a clip a researcher had made of tribal women who followed tradition and would suck the cock of any tribal man who put it in front of them. The porn...
The sun was almost gone by the time Markoz led Brigitte back to his camp. The princess's cheeks began to color again as she saw a crowd gathering to welcome the chief back: she had just begun getting used to being naked in the presence of the two orcs, and now an entire village was going to see her! Still, she couldn't lose her courage now, so Brigitte lifte...
Jess had looked forward to her trip for a long time. Ever since she had heard about the opportunity at a gap year fair she had had her heart set on it. She was currently being driven down the badly maintained track to the tribe's village and both her excitement and nerves were building. The tribe that Jess would be living with had little contact with the ou...