This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Would You Die For Me? A Halloween Ghost story Synopsis: She asked if he would do absolutely anything for her, such as bring her killer to justice... even if it cost him his own life. Sex contents: No Sex Genre: Mystery-Romance Codes: Slow, Supernatural, Tears Originally Posted at SOL: 2009-10-23 ****** This was just a simple idea based upon a dream I...
I walked over to the lingerie section. There was a woman, an employee, who was bigger than me straightening the merchandise. I tried to move to wherever she wasn't but she had radar as to where my next move was going to be. "May I help you," she said with that tone to her voice and an icy stare in her eyes. I really didn't want her help, but I felt that I h...
After Ty left, I retreated to my office behind the lobby desk. I needed to write down what I'd Seen before all the details blurred. I also needed to let recent events sink in. My life had just taken several turns from where I'd when I woke up. My office was both a workplace as well as a retreat from the rest of the world. There was a big wooden desk of hand...
Droplets. From the melting snow which was all over my back, started drip between my Arse cheeks and all the way down to my vaginal walls which were busy in gripping my husband's cock. The winter chill and the sleeping woods were probably my best enemies to prevent me enjoy these slow deep thrusts. My feet, which were naked along with my body, started to lose...
I'm sure that in the life of every private detective there comes a day when he is woken up by a pounding on his door. And that, after he foolishly opens the door without looking first, he gets his ass beaten up by three incredible women who were dressing in black vinyl, leather, studded belts, and high heels. Also of course, this theoretical private detectiv...
Intrepido - 217 P.R. Paolo Mauritz carefully examined the calendar. Although it was very nearly the 218th anniversary of the Glorious Revolution, no celebrations were being prepared on the Space Ship Intrepido. Nor were they on the other interplanetary battleships in the space fleet speeding onwards in diminished numbers towards the Anomaly. This was one ye...
"Girl, I don't plan on letting you sleep for the next month," Connor growled, grabbing the back of her knees and dumping her onto the bed. "You'll wear me out," Langdon giggled, scooting back toward the pillows. Connor followed her across the bed in a predatory manner, his eyes glittering with dark promise. He trapped her beneath him just before she reache...
We laid low at Sadie's place, figuring out our next move; at least I thought we were going to do. The happy reunion between the two women changed hands in a hurry. One minute they were celebrating and the next they're at each other's throats. Sadie continued to surprise me even more, going from the concerned big sister to a parent scolding their own child....
JOB DESCRIPTIONS Hi there, my name is Igor Stiffpounder, and I'm a diener. No, make that a senior assistant diener. I was promoted last month. In other words, I work with the dead. However, most of my deceased helpmates just lollygag around and are of no help whatsoever. Sometimes I almost feel as though I'm working solo. That's one of the reasons I've go...