The temple of corruption arrives in a fictional or real world to corrupt its inhabitants. Created by an all powerful god who wishes to corrupt all who enter. Already filled with corrupted followers and monsters who wish to do the same they arrive in a new world to corrupt them. And we don't mean "corrupt" them as in make them evil, though that does...
Melinda poured some French coffee for me and some tea for herself. She set out our breakfast of soup and banh pho and sat down beside me. I had already fed Tanya, who happily sat in her high chair, puzzled at why adults didn't like baby food. "We have to talk about this, Paul." When a woman begins a sentence with "We have to talk," that's the sign for a...
Happy New Year, everyone! Thanks to Devir Ginator for his assistance in editing and everything that he does. It's much appreciated! Thanks to all of you readers as well for voting, commenting and sending feedback. You're awesome! **** Ray helped Staci place an assortment of paper plates on the island in her kitchen. They were using it as the refreshment...
This story happened at the beginning of the 1980s in the People's Republic of China, at the time when the cultural revolution converted the whole nation into an asexual revolutionary creature, while the great Chairman Mao Zedong was amusing himself at his swimming pool with numberless playmates. At that time love meant the betrayal of revolution and was only...
If you've enjoyed the story so far, please drop a comment or two, and I'll take it as an indication to keep writing. Thanks to everyone who was kind enough to review! ____________________________ They drove back to his place in silence. Casting a sidelong glance at him, Angela wondered why Nobu was so tense but thought better of asking right at that momen...
Sorry for the delay but a lot has gone on since the last chapter was posted. Thanks as always to Devir Ginator for his editing skills. A nod to the real life Jessica who is still as amazing today as she was since day one. And a huge thanks to you, the readers, for the comments, messages and votes! Stay safe out there! **** Sunday Jessica woke to sound...
She is in the shower, singing along to music playing through a waterproof speaker. The music is loud and she is singing along louder still. She is in a good mood and absorbed in her ablutions. Her shower gel smells of citrus and sandalwood. He sheds his clothing quickly and silently. He opens the shower curtain quietly and slips in behind her. He puts his ar...
Note: All characters in my stories are over the age of 18. ***** The soft heavy heat of your masculine meatiness is pressing down on my lips, your fingers are curling around my dampened long wavy brown hair as you coax me to take your 'Black Daddy' dick into my mouth. You feel the wet warmth of my tongue licking teasingly on the sensitive part of your hea...
I have agreed, and you have written the prescription. You are an anesthesiologist, and everything you do is with operating room precision. Were I your patient, I would lay back under a sterile drape, open my arm as if it were a book waiting to be read, and allow you to inject a sleeping potion in my vein. Open my throat so you could insert a tube through whi...
Copyright by Laila432, thank you for reading. Every character is over 18 of age. ***** I was running as fast as I could and my pride sped up to match me. We were running away so that our enemies wouldn't catch and kill us. In our cat-form we were faster than them but they already had our territory so they were stronger. It was in the middle of the nig...