Fantasy

My name is Hunter Silvan. I am nineteen and had just finished burying the last of my family. We have lived here at the base of the northern mountains for ten generations. I have grown up learning to fight, track and hunt, my mother had made sure I could read and write as well. Life around the only pass out of the north was always hard. Besides the King’s Keep filled with soldiers, there were constant raids by Dark elves, orcs or goblins, there were occasionally trolls or long toothed lions. I straightened and looked across the fields in the valley...

Part 2 is here! longer than the first one so I hope you all like it. Elizabeth: Elizabeth was furious. Not only was her slave not at the door, she wasn't even in the house! At first Elizabeth thought it was Lucy's way to get her to 'punish' her, but now she was unsure. I give her everything and she just leaves me? It makes no sense! Elizabeth pushes over a cabinet, breaking it and sending sex toys flying across the floor, Fuck, now I have to clean this up myself. As she begins collecting the various dildos, vibrators, whips and...

I knocked on the metal gate. It was a rather large bungalow surrounded by brick walls with barbed wire icing. My heart was pumping. All I felt was the fear of being rejected or something. Fortunately, her older brother, Suleman, answered the door. He was guy with cool temper and rather muscular build, so he kept his stance. He looked at me judgingly for a moment, smiled, and gave me a handshake. “Ei, what are you doing here?” “I’m here to visit your sister…” I trailed off, knowing how unusual that was for me. He looked at me like he was...

The Battered Lamp by mypenname3000 Chapter Seven: The Jealousy of the Witch Copyright 2014 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Monday, January 18th – South Hill, Washington “So this is the wife?” Britney asked when she opened the door of Kyle's car. “Yeah. Aaliyah, this is my best friend, Britney.” The Genie smiled, turning around and extending her hand into the rear seats were Britney squeezed in next to Chyna. Fatima was on the other side, crushed against the door. It was tight having three people in the back seat, and Kyle's little sister didn't seem pleased about the...

The Chalk Line a story by LePhantom © 1997 They had met online, in a chat room. He had been attracted by her quiet manner and sent her a rose as an introduction. They instantly formed a bond. Their casual flirting led to deeper discussions of movies and favorite scents, erotic things, sensuality... It blossomed, the next day they found themselves searching, finding each other every time they signed on... They talked of lives and loves, of things funny and sad... They shared a kiss... tender and gentle, deepening quickly to an almost unmanageable passion... Neither were completely new... neither were...

The Devil's Pact, The Tyrants' Daughter by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Fourteen: Highway US-12 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Saturday, July 9th, 2072 – Rex Glassner – Longview, WA I liked Longview, Washington. The city was built along the Columbia River right where it turned back west for the Pacific, leaving the ruins of I-5 behind. And the city of Longview liked us. They worshiped my dad. There were still statues of my dad and his wife Mary around. And a temple full of beautiful women—priestess—in diaphanous gowns set in the center of the town. But Chase wasn't...

CHAPTER THREE.. So after aunt Deena & I got finished with our breakfast, we cleaned up the kitchen and the living room where we ate, slept & fucked the night before. It took us no more than 45 minutes to get everything done. Then she suggested that we take a shower together, because of what we did overnight. But I also knew that aunt Deena might still be a little horny, because she was getting a little frisky with me. But what did I care, I just made sweet love to my mom's younger, sexier sister I called my aunt. So...

I want to tell you all about my deployment to Turkey. I was lonely and didn't feel like doing the same as all the other guys. You know talking to girls back state side hoping that I could set something up for when I get back. I was in a room with 8 guys in 4 bunk beds, and I wanted to find someone who was stationed here with their own room. Maybe even a house. So I went to the yard sale group on Facebook and started looking through the members list for a friend. Who knows, maybe I knew...

Autumn rolled over. The clock beside her glared at her, the red numbers glaring in her face. It was 3:33. This was the third night this had happened. Always the same time. Her heart raced, and she took a sip from her glass. She sighed out, calmed by the stillness of her room. She took another deep breath, and watched the clock. Still 3:33. Her hand moved to her chest, rising and falling softly as her heart slowed down. The minute changed. Standing up, Autumn moved to the window, cracking it slightly. The sweet, crisp country air drifted inwards, soothing her...

I met her over an internet chat site. We lived 800km apart so I had no problem to flirt like mad. She told me that she’s 1.5m tall, long blonde hair and blue eyes with a sexy body. Well obviously I teased her and said that if she doesn’t send me a picture I won’t believe her, she asked if the pictures of her would be for my eyes only and being the guy I am I gave her my word, expecting a very naughty pic. What I got was a stunning ash blonde, with curves in the right places, small...