Several events and locales depicted in this story are once again factual, while the remainder is pure fiction. Hopefully, you readers will enjoy both. Constructive comments are always welcomed. ~~~ The ferry's bell chimed three times, indicating our departure as I lowered my sunglasses and found a space along the port railing on the deck next to my car. I...
Previously on "Midnight Movie Club" - Four college students cross paths at the beginning of their freshman year at Farragut College; military brat and film lover Julie Wyndham, laid back musician Cole Scales, modern-day flower child Eleanor Freeman, and kind and outgoing Alexander de'Armound. A mutual love of movies and undeniable chemistry lead the quartet...
FIRST CONTACT We took the Eurostar from St Pancras to Paris Nord. I'd booked Premier class because I wanted the dinner amenities. So, we ate on the train. We got into Paris that evening and took a taxi to the Hotel Lutetia over in the 6th arrondissement. I'd gotten suites for both Mel and me. I wanted my own room to spread out my hacking gear. Mel is tech...
Kylie the room service maid with the sweet sex service sideline had left, but Rachel was far from finished her oral attentions to my revived cock. Alone again, I enjoyed the tongue bathing. Rachel closed her mouth around the cock head and flicked the underside with just the tip of her tongue. She paused, pulling back to lick a drop of precum off the tip of...
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A special thanks to en_extase, who graciously and generously gave his time to edit this story. All persons and characters featured in this story are 18 years or older. Please do not copy, reuse, or reproduce without explicit written permission of the author. * A suburb outside of San Francisco Mon Sept 4, 2006 11:53 PM I'm naked. Joe's broad hand is bu...
A last minute entry into the Summer Lovin' contest, and my first entry in the Mature category. Not much sex, but lots of love. Enjoy, and please vote. Thursday Night That goddamn suitcase lying open on my bed. It looked like I had opened the door to some dark tunnel, and I couldn't imagine there would be any light at the end. I stood there, paralyzed. Why...
This episode of Vice Cop does not further the plot and is instead a bit of a departure and a break from the present-time action. While the action in the beginning that triggers the flashbacks is in the present, the majority of scenes are in the past- the early 1980's. These are scenes of flashbacks/memories of Hudson's training days in the New York Police...
This story is one of a continuing series of connected stories known as "Tales from the Shack." Normally these go into LW because the Shack series started here, and it is much easier for those that follow the stories to find them if I keep them all together. Even so, this one very much belongs in the LW category. This story stands on its own, though it is par...
©2013-2017 Embers "Open wide," Vibha said, pushing the metal ring between my lips and straining them uncomfortably wide. I felt the tingle of blunt spider-hooks digging into my jaw. I knew full well that the worst was yet to come. "Last time, you put up such a fuss. Good thing I stopped by the hardware store..." she said as she picked up a six-inch stainle...