"I want him dead for what he did for me. Simple as that." "'Simple as that'? Are you sure you're willing to pay the price we ask?" "Anything. There must be some way to put an end to him." Up until a couple of years before that fateful night Carla Greer had been a rising star in the FBI. Gratuating at the top of her class and in...
Driving through the quiet streets of New Orleans, Jasmine still was shaking. Not a superstitious person by nature she did have sense enough not to fuck with things beyond this world and what she knew was going to go down she wanted no part of. This repulsion instinct was quite powerful so once it was obvious that some sort of crazy voodoo ceremony was going...
My name is Germain Simmons, and I am a zombie. You’d never know, though; my hair never dried up or fell out, and has still maintained its luster and curls the shade of coal despite my death. My skin hasn’t fallen away or rotted either, though I am a few shades lighter than the sun-kissed bronze I once was, I am now the color of cream, though not ashen. My bi...
Imagine for a second that you're in a restaurant-of those poncy deals where they won't even consider hiring a maitre'd without a british accent-and you "accidentally" drop your glass of obnoxiously overpriced wine to stall for time. Before it can ruin the exquisite Persian rug, however, it needs to reach the point halfway between there and your hand-and befo...
Oh death, why has thou forsaken me? My name is Anthony Dhaliwal Adewale, and I want to die. The problem is that I can't. And that, my friends, is a problem. Anyone looking at me would see a six-foot-one, lean and athletic young biracial man with light brown skin, light brown eyes and curly black hair. I was born in the City of Imphal, in the Manipur State of...
I never believed in that supernatural mumbo jumbo, but now every time I look at my wife Clara I have to believe. It started last year when Clara asked me if we could pick up from the airport her friend Joanne who had just come back from overseas with her new husband Jamma. Clara warned me that he was bit unusual but I said it would be no problem; after all I...
The shit I get into sometimes amazes even me. The name is Ti Malice but you can call me by my human alias, Steve Bertrand. A big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm openly bisexual, and attend Carleton University. I am fascinated by people and what they do. Far from being an impartial observer, I like to go out an...
Reliving My Youth Pt II (Back to the Future) After everything that happened earlier, I was a bit embarrassed when I rang Josie later that evening. "That was a bit unexpected." I mumbled. "I know." She whispered back. "Are we ...okay?" "I hope so; but it's not everyday I get into a threesome with my best friend and a pornographer; is it?" I laughed. "B...
The Crescent City: New Orleans, the most lustrous, and infamous jewel of the south. Like the ancestors of old, the ancient city wears a masque that conceals her mysteries from the curiosity of outsiders. Known for her revelry and night-life, New Orleans has a multi-faceted persona all her own. Like a jigsaw puzzle, the city was long ago broken into diverse...
Based on comics by the Pit and Stormbringer. TCCS Part 3: Chapter 28: Wonder Woman Takes Big Dewey It's your duty to surrender your virginity to the superior cock, said the voice in Wendy's head again. She spread her legs as Dewey lifted himself off her body with his strong arms. His cock poked between her legs, his bare cock. "Just promise me you'll pul...