"Shave her cunt." "Yessir." The kneeling girl's head snap back just slightly, but I don't think John saw it. He seemed a little distracted. Who was she? I waited to see what else he wanted. "Oh, and her tits. Yes, well..." He went behind her, had her stand and cupped first one and then the other breast with a thoughtful look. "Definitely big for Rogonfel...
Author Note: You'll need to read part one of this story, Twenty Minutes, or it will not make any sense. She was shaking with fear when she left the police station. Had she been followed? Were they waiting for her? She stood out front for a few minutes, absolutely terrified, until the cab she'd called finally pulled up and she slid inside. She turned every w...
A month had passed since my wife Amanda and I had spent a weekend with her redheaded friend Anna; a weekend spent fucking and sucking until Anna finally broke down and admitted that sleeping with my wife behind my back was wrong. She also admitted that weekend was the best sexual experience of her life, a fact I planned to keep in my back pocket. Anna was, a...
Knight of Passion Alone in her tower, Princess Mariella could hear the sounds of battle coming from below. Out of her window, she could see down into the courtyard of her prison, the tall stone spire that had confined her for close to five years now. Far below, the cobblestones were streaked with scorch marks, long black lines of soot that crisscrossed the...
I deeply apologize for the wait. I started a new job and I honestly really suck at meeting deadlines... but this is the third part to my series, "Blurred Lines". I tried something a little different with this chapter and decided to tell the story from both of their perspectives so I hope you guys enjoy it. Major thanks to Dru_Druthers for editing this story....
And, finally, it's here. This is a direct continuation of where I left off with Kismet Ch. 02. I apologize for the wait and you may need a little refresher on the characters because I took so long to submit this one. I hope it doesn't disappoint! Thanks for the patience. And a big thanks to E for editing, although, I did add some things so any errors are t...
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Dear readers. This story is one I began a while ago and is really where the inspiration for the Two Switches came from. It is a step away from my normal stuff and is more of an emotional slow burn. I want to thank Wax for the excellent proof reading so this story could be a surprise for my usual proof reader. This is for you Sabina, you are my angel. W...
This story is a continuation of I’m Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 8 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. * THE FLIGHT HOME 9 and I selected two seats on the next to th...
We headed off towards the east coast, stopping in St. John's Newfoundland to refuel and to see if we would have any problems getting Sarah and Kimberly into England. My contact in Interpol told me that the database had been updated, and everything should be good, but just in case he gave me a contact number that I could give to the border customs officers in...