He was chosen the moment I saw him on the street that hot summer night. Tall, dark and handsome to say the least, and a young thing, surely of age, but no more than 20, I guessed, a tender and succulent morsel for seasoned predator like me. The wet warmth and pulsing tingle I felt between my thighs told me he was the one. I followed him at a discreet distan...
*****This story contains reluctant sex, interracial relationship and some parts of cuckolding. If you are easily offended by any of the above categories, please proceed at your own risk.****** ******************* The 'American dream' era was a happy time to be living in the land of opportunity: United States. Majority of the public spent less time complain...
This is dedicated to the readers who stuck with me and expressed support during my long hiatus. Thank you very much. SF - The sound of a slamming door reverberated through the house. With a heavy sigh, Amélie put down the book she was reading. Her moment of peace and quiet was obviously at an end: the master of the house had returned, and so had the air of...
USS Surefoot, Deck 3, Airlock 1: Commander T'Varik did not personally greet any of the other crewmembers who had returned via Starbase 154 from their extended leave - but then none of them were her commanding officer. "Welcome back, Captain Hrelle, Counselor Hrelle, Squad Leader Hrelle, and Cadet Rrori." Hrelle indicated the Caitian male bringing up the...
It was nearly time. The Warrior-Queen took a calming breath and squeezed her sister-wife's hand to settle her nerves. The heavy plating she wore was comfortable, shielding her once more like it always did during her time as the captain of the Praetorian Guard, but she feared that the metal would be rendered useless under the gaze of their upcoming guest. H...
Author's Note: First off, I need to say this, just so I don't tread on anyones toes; Overwatch, and all characters affiliated, are copyrights of Blizzard Entertainment and no copyright infringement is intended for this story. All rights belong to Blizzard Entertainment and this story is strictly a fan-fiction, meant for entertainment purposes only. Now tha...
Chapter Eleven Wednesday 4 November 1970 Towards the end of October, Harriet became depressed again. "Three months since Kieran dumped her," said Zena in the car on the way home. "He did it on the sixth of August." "Hiroshima Day?" I stared at her, "I hope the date wasn't intentional on his part." "I don't think Harriet knows about Hiroshima Day. She's...
"You slept with eight guys!?" "Yep," Rachel confirmed smugly. "Eight different guys?" "Uh-huh." "You were gone for nine days!" "Yeah, well you know how it is, Christy," she smiled wistfully. "Even God needed a day to rest." My roommate Rachel had flown back from Ft. Lauderdale earlier in the day. Her dad's an orthodontist on Long Island and lets her ch...
Captain's Personal Log, Stardate 52555.58, Esek Hrelle, Commanding: the last of the wounded and non-wounded evacuees we rescued from the Battle of Khavak have been transported to the Samaritan and other vessels in the Thirteenth Fleet. This includes my former Second Officer, Lt Neheru, who requires extensive surgery and post-operative rehabilitation, and my...
The next morning I awakened with Jim's erection in between my ass-cheeks. This is not unusual, we often sleep like this, his front to my back with his arms around me, and Jim, like most guys I have slept with, often wakes up with an erection. It seemed to me this must be a nice part of being a male, starting the day with the right thing in mind, although Jim...