Zotac Firestorm Stories

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Astoria

by Cosmic The Cat on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

When I was nineteen, I had an encounter with a stranger that has remained my most erotic sexual experience. It was at a gig at the Astoria in London, a band I'd been following around the country with my mates – they were called Firestorm and we thought they were the most exciting musical phenomenon we'd ever come across! Well - they weren't bad looking too,...

Messy Girl

by chthonicpleasures on Jul 4, 2018
Fetish

My neighbor Rebekah and I had liked each other ever since the day almost two decades ago she brought over fresh baked cookies as a housewarming gift and we wound up back at her house laughing and gobbling them up together like school kids because my utilities wouldn't be switched on till the morning. I had been moving furniture and boxes all day and was swea...

The Terror of The Inferno

by riqtermagx on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

2851 AD. Planet Earth, Sol System. Thunder crashed over the dark and desolate wasteland that was once one of Earth's most striking cities. Dark alleyways intersected the abandoned roads as crumbling buildings, haunted by neglect and abandonment rose high in to the eerie night sky. They stood as shadows of their once proud stature, representations that seeme...

Fidelma Ann O'Leary: Convert Slut

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Fidelma Anne O'Leary, former Irish Catholic and Professor of Biology at Saint Edwards University in Texas made waves when she converted to Islam. The tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed Anglo-Saxon woman certainly didn't look like the Western world's conception of the average Muslim woman. And for a short while, the story of her awakening, her subsequent reje...

Warning: Sharp Objects = New Edges

by crashedn2you on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

It had been two months since my abdominal surgery. Two long months of trying to find my way back to normal through pain and daunting obstacles. His patience and sympathetic nature was the one thing that made it bearable. Our recent trip to Vegas was a welcome change to the cold of the East Coast and a glimpse that a feeling of normal may not be that far off....

Sette Sogni

by XirixSolaris on Jun 11, 2020
Fantasy

You stand before a floating book on a glowing pedestal. Rays of divine light falls from above, landing down over you and the book, the light block out everything from your sight save for what it touches. The book looks relatively old, with its cover worn and the paper within having clearly aged. The title, engraved in gold, was in big letters. "Xirix.&q...

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Transgenomics Inc

by GinnyJean on May 19, 2018
Transsexual

The year is 2055 and nanotechnology and gene editing technology have made incomprehensible strides. The government has begun to allow small scale human testing after most of the population began petitioning for general use. A 66 year old man stumbles out of bed and wanders to the kitchen. He pours himself a cup of coffee from the previous day and adds his cr...

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A Gift in Disguise Ch. 13

by Talespin on Oct 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

After my weekend back-to-back sessions with Bethany on Saturday and Karen on Sunday, I would have expected to be dragging badly on Monday morning. Why would any graduate student in his right mind sign up for an 8 a.m. class on any day, let alone Monday, Wednesday, and Friday? To my great surprise, however, I awakened Monday morning about 5:30 a.m. feeling r...

How I Managed My Muse!

by LitEroCat on Sep 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

(format corrected and simplified 1/15/08) "Don't ignore your muse. Pay close attention and do EVERY little thing she says and do nothing she advises you NOT to do." "Hey, Hey, HEY! This is my 'How To'! Don't talk to them directly!" "Are you arguing with ME?" "Um, uhhhh, nope. Not I. Ummm, would you mind if I started this again? I'll tell your part as you...

Morning Glory

by Cassandra1981 on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Couplings

He intoxicated her, with little more than his mind. Morning Glory was his name. She had crept out of bed and tiptoed down the hallway. Flicking the switch, she'd felt the excitement rise as she watched the rainbow colours flash across the screen, and listened to the hum of the modem dialling out. Every second was precious, would she catch him, or was tomor...