Ch. 12 - Le Mort D'Arthur "Unh... shit... where am I?" Dave sat up, rubbing his temples with his fingers to try and soothe his throbbing headache. Around him he saw nothing but darkness. "What happened?" "What happened?! You have ruined EVERYTHING! THAT IS WHAT HAS HAPPENED!" a voice roared. Dave sprang to his feet in time to see Igraine's incoming...
I am writing this story to try and convince my lover, yes my lover who is married that I want to apologize. I am recently divorced and exploring the world, since I got married at such a young age. I proceeded to find me someone just to spend a little time with and my lover found out "about my lover". Truly hard to explain, but a women has needs also. I will...
This is a perverted funhouse fuck parody... It ain't real "This is great babe... It looks like so much fun." "Yeah babe... it's wild... It makes me horny." I was in the control room to my newest perverted idea... a Sex Funhouse. I built it in my backyard. It's two floors of perverted sex fun. There are different rooms and fun places to get off sexually......
I turn the knob and can tell that you left the door open, just as I requested. I walk through the house to find you right where I told you to be, beside the hot tub. You stand as I come outside. Your hands fall to the side of your robe, and I can catch a slight tremble in your hand. You start to speak, but I stop you. I look in your eyes and see a mix of emo...
I turn the knob and can tell that you left the door open, just as I requested. I walk through the house to find you right where I told you to be, beside the hot tub. You stand as I come outside. Your hands fall to the side of your robe, and I can catch a slight tremble in your hand. You start to speak, but I stop you. I look in your eyes and see a mix of emo...
Saturday morning. Fathiyah Al-Fatah Winston finally woke up. The tall, beautiful young woman stretched luxuriantly on the king-sized bed next to her beloved husband Charleston Winston. Gently she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Next to her, a handsome young Black man lay fast asleep. Snoring louder than hell. Fathiyah smiled to herself, and gently kissed her...
Just a glimpse. A fleeting memory etched into the back of his eye lids, to haunt him with every blink. The image of snow white, distorted beyond recognition yet oddly familiar and soothing. Skin as white as snow, so white, in fact, that it was hard to make her out against the wall behind her. Hair as red as blood, the curls moving in the wind like Medusa's...
In life there are times when through boredom, indifference, or desire we knowingly place ourselves on the edge of a precipice. We can peer over that edge and imagine or fantasize about taking that leap without actually doing it because the image or fantasy is sweeter than the reality. This is one of those times. I had to ask myself. OMG!!...what did I do??...
Lucifer smiled on his throne, twirling a shot glass in one hand. The advent of the internet really was a boon for his domain. He watched as the two newest Succubi stumbled down the three visible steps that connected Heaven and Hell, beyond fucked. In the past the stairs would have been closed most of the time, but now it was pretty much open season. In the e...
It was June and two months had passed since the team was fully assembled, but things were far from perfect. Shyra was learning a lot about human social culture from watching the five teens. Alex spent most of his time training, while Cassie appeared to be more of a recluse, only associating with the others when necessary. Christian spent his time cracking jo...