Diana looked at the clock on the wall again, he was more than an hour late. He was never late. The man literally cannot be late to anything unless there was a worldwide emergency. And the last she checked, there were no alien invasions, no giant monsters running amok destroying everything in its path, and Lex Luthor locked away in prison so he can't create a...
This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to any person, alive or dead, is purely coincidental. * Jamal, beer in hand, exits the kitchen, crosses the patio, and makes his way to the shaded end of the pool to join Scott. He's glad he wore a straw hat along with his sunglasses, that sun is capital 'B' brutal! It's early afternoon but the temperature is alre...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please vote. * With no one to love, a man looks for his perfect Valentine, Susan, to give his heart. John looked for Susan. Searching high and low, and even though it had been years that he's been looking, not ever giving up hope, he had yet to find her. Always racking his brain for new places to look for her, he...
One man having sex with four, sexy women on the eve of her wedding, the bride, the maid of honor, and the two bridesmaids, what are the odds of him getting lucky. I'd say pretty good. Continued from Chapter 01: In the way that he did last night, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to her bedroom and gently put her on her bed as if she was someone...
This story is inspired by the events in the video game Mortal Kombat vs DC Universe. I haven't tried too hard in inserting it into the story as outlined in the game, because really...who cares? All characters are TM of their respective copyright holders and are used without permission. This story should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. Feedback a...
You stand at my front door of my mansion. You have come a long way to be here, doing everything exactly as you were told to, wearing nothing but the full-length fur coat I gave you, black nylons, a black garter belt and shiny, black, leather, high-heeled shoes. The cool night air causes you to shiver as it blows up under the fur coat and chills the wetness b...
"Breaking news. Chaos in Ebony City. After the release of the number one criminal in the history of the city, riots and crime waves have spread across the peaceful city. Breeding gangs are running amok and the police are doing nothing about it," the beautiful TV anchor reports. "Police are impotent to respond to the increased crime wave from migrant whites...
I'm tired! I hate mornings, for that matter I hate evenings to. I hate him! Who? My husband of course….HATE!! HATE!! Why? Because, I'm an irrational, spiteful bitch. BITCH! BITCH! BITCH! If I'm the bitch, why do I hate my husband, it can't be his fault can it? Why can't it be his fault he's alive isn't he. Not that I want him dead, god forbid that, but...
Based upon the stories featured in the Wonder Woman comic book, Volume Two, issues #17-19, by George Perez and #105-108, by Phil Jimenez. Told now without any damn censoring. The present story is an abridged version. If interested, write the author for an extended version with expanded scenes. ***** PROLOGUE: INTERSECTIONS Wonder Woman stood before the c...
So if you're wondering. I'm uploading these (or going to.) Upload my 'Diary entries', a few at a time. So that i hit the seven Hundred and Fifty word requirement. Cause even though I will be writing what i intend to be a bunch of entries, of my Masturbation habits. Possibly Fantasies, it's early days regarding this Diary (and/or) Blog. They will probably end...