Maja Allen. The leg and arm were mostly healed now, and my face was as good as it was going to get. I waited until everyone was in bed, then packed my few remaining belongings into a small rucksack. I inhaled the scent of my small teddy bear and placed it in last. I pulled on my leathers, ripped now up one side, but still serviceable. I tucked my knife int...
My ladies, having unusual difficulty in restraining themselves, had skipped most of the usual foreplay (I guess the interlude in the elevator was quite enough) and had jumped directly into a ferocious 69 near the end of the bed. Allison was on top this time and I began to amuse myself by giving her the same neck, back, ass and cunt caressing that I had done...
[Author's notes: Warning! This is a perfect bodies story, based upon well known pornstars (so it could also have gone in the celebrities category, except for the aliens and the telepathy. Oh well). The premise is that aliens copy them and drop them by the billions on our world. This is my predicted result, which will hopefully be hot enough to be a whack off...
"You're welcome sir. We'll call to confirm," Cleo said crisply before hanging up. She went over the day's bookings and saw that it was a quiet day. She noted her own appointment with Andrew scheduled for that evening. The fake appointment she had put in to keep Adelle off her back. Cleo smiled: she wondered what Andrew had in store tomorrow, on their actual...
Ch. 01 -- New Beginnings. Kyle Whitehall stood in the departure longue and waited with the exaggerated patience that only a teenager could manage. He had no idea how he and his father had ended up here waiting for their ride that would take them to their new life. The lounge had no windows and the passengers were completely cut off from the outside. They...
Peggy Sanford stepped out of the elevator and into the lobby of the Roosevelt New Orleans Hotel. As she walked across the lobby she noticed several males obviously checking her out. She smiled to herself as she walked across the long spacious lobby. It always pleased Peggy that she could still attract such attention. Not that she should be surprised, for a m...
Before I died, I was only really any good at two things: playing video games, and giving head. My parents split up when I was young and my mum couldn't look after me and work at the same time, so for weekends and holidays I was shipped off to live with Gramps, who had retired to a static caravan on the Sandy Shore holiday park. All his worldly goods packed...
For the next two days I continually heard annoying gripes from some of the crew members about their not getting paid, although most of them accepted it. Some even seemed to take it good heartedly. Then on the evening of the second day I entered the TV lounge to get some nachos and cheese for an evening snack and watched in awe as a construction worker left w...
Enter the Scarlet Samurai: She looked across the short distance to her opponent, a long time criminal that had managed to have his last conviction over turned and was back on the streets. He had not waited very long before his compulsion for wrong doing took over. In the dim light of the alley she could make out his tall thin frame with long greasy hair tha...
I saw the couple back in the dark corner acting like they were out for a quiet evening together, but they were anything but. They had followed us in, taken a seat where they could watch us and hadn't taken their eyes off of us since we sat down. The might as well have been wearing signs that said "Private Detectives at Work." The 'us' they were watching? Me...