As the Queen received her pleasure, far below them the princess frantically continued to search the library within the dragon-hold. She abandoned the book of the King's writings, and searched among the scrolls. She opened volume after volume, unrolled scroll after scroll. Though she found plenty of myths and legends and stories of heroes past, she found noth...
I continued my sexual escapades with Becky through the fall and well into winter. Every time she would try to end things between us she found herself in my pick up and my balls deep inside of her emptying another load. It was after one of these particular encounters that I told her of the proposition her arch rival, Tiffany, had approached me with. Becky wa...
I had originally written this story in German and it’s sill ongoing. But as a side project I will give my best to translate this story in English, now I hope you will enjoy it. ****************************** My name is Ben Mueller and my adventure begins on December the 28th, with the trip to a vacation with my best friend Mike Schuster. Like every winter, M...
The highway was well plowed, nearly free of snow and ice as we made our way higher and higher into the mountains. Pines and spruce lined the sides of the road, bent over with the weight of their thick winter frosting. Everything looked so fresh with the new layer of snow which was falling in huge feather-like flakes. As we turned off onto the side road the e...
When His e-mail arrived just before lunchtime, she silently rejoiced as she read it: When you get home from work, put on your collar, go directly to the bedroom, strip off everything but the collar, and put on the clothes I have set out for you. Arriving home, she followed the instructions immediately, although she was quite bewildered about the clothing on...
Winter, so many levels of the cold that swirl through the season. Some days a warm buried sense vibrates through the city, the snow built high around the houses creating an insulation against the elements of time and nature. The skies edged in a pink horizon that brings on big fluffy snowflakes pounding to the ground. This is the time that you have to go out...
The winter was cold and blistery over a half century ago when all this found it's beginning. An infant boy was born on the one thousand nine hundred and fifty first anniversary of the Epiphany of the Savior Child. Born to Anglo Saxon parents in the wilderness of a country still very young in the world. His nourishing was complete in the Christian atmosphere,...
It was a scream of heart wrenching loss that woke Eddie from her sleep, bolting upright she stares blindly about her room with sleep shadowed eyes. (What...) she thought to herself, (...was that?) she reaches up to scrub the sleep from her eyes and finds them moist, she explores her face then, finding trails of wetness that lead from her eyes and across her...
Father John McMurray always felt a nervous tremor run through his body when winter was approaching. It wasn't the ice wind from the Atlantic that caused this sensation. Standing in the sacristy and preparing to carry out his clerical duties, with the first chill of winter pressed to his skin, his heart always leaps at the thought of what he would soon see....
readyforprimetime This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story originally appeared as Melissa's Legacy, and was written around V...