Anya was going to kill a dragon. She wasn't sure exactly how one killed a dragon, but she figured she would do whatever it was that all those heroes on television did that made a dragon die. She'd start with a sword, or some TNT, or possibly an M-80. If that didn't work, she'd find a Patriot missile and fly it straight into the damn thing's heart, or at leas...
It occurred to me as I staggered out the back door that I had probably missed out on a great deal of fun with Marie as my blowjob queen with the short seduction of Suzy, the almost instant conclusion of my half of the deal. C'est la vie. To be honest, I wasn't sure I could match the intensity of that one extremely abrupt blowjob if I had months to set it all...
Ever had one of those days? I don't mean one of those 'so bad I want to kill myself' days, or one of those 'my God, who do I fuck to get another one!' days... I mean a day that was both so good and so bad that you don't know quite what to make of it? I had one. Not a day, precisely, but an entire fucking month. Should I list the good shit or the bad shit fi...
By Millie Teases, with thanks to Ben When Ben came home from college after his freshman year he was a little in shock. In high school he'd always been one of the brighter kids -- not top of the class or anything, but a good student. Everybody in college was like him -- bright, intelligent, smart -- and he didn't really stand out all that much. One area tha...
Let me start by describing Julie. She is about five foot three inches tall. She has ginger blonde hair, green eyes and legs that are to die for. She also happens to have an impressive 36D chest that drew admiring looks from men all the time. She is a high end business woman and often has to travel for work. Today was one of those days. She had been up late t...
This story spreads across nine years. Part One starts at the beginning, the first time. The second time takes place nine years later, and is told in Part Four. Parts Two and Three? Well, it seems they had to be written, to get to Part Four. It makes sense, I hope, in a roundabout sort of way. I warn readers, those who are willing to be patient with me, t...
Thanks to MissZ for correcting my 101 errors and making this a more enjoyable story. TSG * "I don't think I'll be able to attend tonight's committee meeting. My damn husband is out of town again and I can't find a babysitter." I was standing behind two attractive women in the grocery store's express check-out. "Amy, you have to come. You've done all the...
Twenty six years of a traditional marriage did not prepare me for my husband's request. David and I had married when I was only twenty and he had been twenty six. Tall, slim and dark haired, the young naval officer had no problem sweeping me off my feet and then keeping me on a short leash. He was possessive, sometimes too much. More than one party had I lef...
I was sitting in the company box just to the third base side of the Braves dugout. Because of a conference that pulled most of the company's executives out of Atlanta, I had it all to myself. It was the fourth inning and the Braves had a comfortable 5 - 2 lead over the Diamondbacks when I spotted the two girls attempting to sneak into the adjacent box. I k...
A parrot - that was what Lucian saw. Blue feathers tipped with bright red and yellow. And then she appeared. Hair the colour of dark oak trailed between her wings, down to the ground; her skin was chocolate and smooth like sculpted clay. But it was her face that took his breath away. Where her eyes were supposed to be, they were hollowed rounds framed...