Tahani sat cozily curled up in one corner of an enormous couch, warming her second large snifter of after-dinner Brandy-and-Benedictine in the palm of her hand. She was sitting in what was beyond doubt the most lavish and tastefully decorated living room she had ever seen. In fact, the whole evening had seemed enchanted and unreal, right from the minute she'...
This is my own personal fantasy I have put down into words. Originally, I was not at all serious about this story. It was just something I thought about in my head for years that I just thought would be cool on paper. People seem to like it, so I followed the suggestions and fixed some things here and there. I guess I should also give a warning that it is gr...
Chapter 6: A new mission, myths and mounts. )===(>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Her night was filled with dreams, dreams of flying across the land, the roar of hooves pounding. She galloped across the grass once more in the form of the white mare, but now she flew over the grass alone, her head high, alert. There was something she was looking for, something beyond the ho...
Thank you all for being so wonderful! I hope the chapter below is enjoyable, please keep reading and commenting. A few times I have been pulled up on my grammar- and for this I am sorry. Between work and uni, I barely have enough time to write, and so the grammatical errors fall last on my 'to do list'. I have tried to find an editor- but so far no luck. So...
As usual, Mr. Clark was sitting in his recliner when I went into his house. "Good morning daddy," I beamed kneeling before him. "Morning," he grumbled but smiled and said, "more like afternoon." But you do look sweet." "Thank you daddy," I replied pushing the robe open to expose his groin, leaning towards him and asking, "is there anything I can do for yo...
Peter woke up with the kink in his neck gone and Mary Jane against his chest, under his arm. His spider-sense let him distangle from her without raising an alarm, and he circled his arms and shoulders a few times to confirm that the lingering aches and pains of his last fight had healed. It always amazed him how a good night's sleep could help with that. He...
Alicia, the spoilt 19-year old daughter of a wealthy merchant, has badgered her maid Mari into helping her prostitute herself incognito down by the docks of the city, but the two girls have found themselves unable to return to the wealthy district except via a secret tunnel in the basement of the Haven Club... ***** Alicia and Mari drew their cloaks more t...
"What – me and him on the same show?" asked an incredulous Margie, getting a nod from Bernie Mannel, her long time agent. "Wow! That's cool, he's fucking gorgeous," she gasped, pulling her stockings up and straightening the seams. "You're so crude sometime Margaret," Bernie chuckled, receiving a hung out tongue from the sixty three year old actress at his p...
Seventeen He had made an appointment for her to receive a massage, something he knew she loved to enjoy. The appointment was for the middle of the morning, at a private cabana on the beach. She had no idea what she was in store for, other than a massage. The appointment card that was waiting for her when she had checked in the previous evening had just give...
This is my first attempt to write something of this genre. There is not a lot of sex in this chapter as it was more important to set the stage and the characters. If this chapter is well received then more will follow. Please leave your comments, all are welcome. * Lt. James Gordon had the worst luck in the known universe. It was a subject of constant spec...