I'm frozen. Not cold, but immobile. I can hear the sounds of morning downstairs. Children clatter in the kitchen and a television shouts cartoons into an empty lounge room. Something akin to fear grips me and holds me pinned to the warm bed. I can't even speak to call out to Lisa who I can hear singing in the ensuite shower. My breath comes in ragged shallow...
Teel invited the Black Rogue to lie on the bed. He did as she asked, lying with his hands folded behind his head, watching Teel position herself on his thighs. Slowly she ran her hair lightly over his chest and thighs, waiting for the moment when he revealed he was not as in control as he would have her believe. Teel let her breath fan gently over his scro...
Sayyid al-Rahaman looked up from his Qur'an as two women walked into his shop. One was pale skinned, the other a Nubian. They were unveiled and wore Shervani's robes not burquas. They walked with heads held high and a confident gait, quite unlike the women of the village. "You are Sayyid the Garment Maker?" The Nubian said haughtily. "I am he. What do you...
A big thanks goes to Joe Brolly for the original Genie Chronicles. As many people have done, I'm simply taking his original story format and giving it a twist. Fair warning, lesbian and futa (shemale) sex will feature heavily in this storyline. Special thanks to Ultrafem, Stickymon, and Ninjakitty for drawing this and many other pictures of these two charact...
------------------------- Author's note: This story contains interracial sexual contact. If this offends you, please stop here and find another story to read. If not, I hope you enjoy not only this, but also the first chapter in the story... ------------------------- I awoke on my back to the sensation of a strong hand caressing up my body, finally cuppin...
I wish to thank everyone for all the positive feedback. As I mentioned before I'm not sure how this story is going to proceed. If you're looking for sex, bondage, spanking and my usual story lines, this isn't it. So move on. This story is for me. It's an actual story with some erotica included eventually. It is about a man and a broken woman who are thrust t...
Part One Brenda stood on the back porch of her neighbor's home. She was looking in the window at Paul. He seemed to be crying. Brenda held an envelope in her hand and that was the reason for her visit that Saturday afternoon. She was debating on leaving to return later. Paul seemed so distraught she imagined he had just learned of some great tragedy, su...
Sara lay on her mat, ankles and wrists bound securely, as Master dressed in His office attire. He glanced over at her a time or two and captured an ethereal expression on her face. "What is on your mind, my beautifully sexy slut?" "Oh Master, you caught me! I was just dreaming of sailing the ocean blue with You. Do you remember? A dream we once entertaine...
It was to be a lazy Sunday morning. Jesse awoke before Diana, threw on some shorts and a t-shirt and went for coffee and breakfast. When he returned, Diana was in the hot tub, enjoying a bubble bath. Knowing she was naked under the cover of the bubbles made Jesse's manhood stir. He served her coffee and a muffin, kissed her, then took his own coffee and sat...
My life lesson: learning to accept things as they are instead of trying to change what I can't. I had a very dear friend, an older woman, June, one of my creative writing Professors at Northeastern University who since died. She taught me one of my greatest life lessons, a necessary fact of life, and I'm grateful for the painful, albeit it the necessary ins...