(Inspired by "Ravaging A New Host" by Little White Mouse) By The Preve Thanks to Emerald Mbuku for the edit. Emma Burgess watched the plane sink into the azure blue waters of the lagoon. Bad luck all around. "We are fucked," she said to Doug. "And the week started off so well." Actually the week hadn't started off well. Emma didn't really want to come t...
Author's note: The following incidents are probably mostly fictional and more than a bit satirical. No sexual acts involve living humans under age 18. Many thanks to Hypoxia for editing and constructive criticism; most helpful. Any blame is my own. Reader comments or suggestions are welcome and appreciated. *** Honey, I'm Home! 03 *** "If I had it to d...
Darkness spread across land and sea, turning the slow moving waters around the approaching island from blue to black as the last vestiges of sunlight hid behind threatening storm clouds. Autumn glanced up at those clouds with a frown. Her eyes stared ahead, deep brown like molasses and filled with determination. Slender but athletic muscles flexed as the pir...
I look at the clock. Mistress likes to watch the sunrise. Time to make the coffee. Her owner's suite has a mini galley. I'm wearing my ankle length turquoise satin nightie with the sweet ruffle of chiffon around the scooping collar. "Mm." She reaches over and strokes the smooth material from my boobs to my hips. "When you get the coffee started, change to y...
Chapter 9: Decisions, Decisions Jessica returns home to her mother with a glow about her. Upon her arrival, Jessica's mother is sitting in a recliner chair, drinking vodka straight, and eating cheese flavored cracker squares. Jessica does not even say hello to her mother. She walks past the woman to her bedroom, closes, and then locks her door. Sitting on...
The following is a gay erotic fantasy and is not intended to reflect the actual thoughts, desires, intentions, experiences or preferences of any person mentioned, real or fictional. ***** Andy Cohen sat within the grove of palm trees, surveying his new surroundings. Just one minute earlier, he had been in a New York TV studio, taking part in a crazy stunt...
Ingrid bounced from one room to the next making sure that everything was taken care of; windows closed, curtains drawn, everything turned off. She had visions of being half way to Fiji and realizing that she had left the stove or the iron on, just like in the sitcoms. Her week at work had been frantic ensuring that every project was up to date and her co-wor...
She could feel the heat of the blazing sun as she lay there stretched out on the beach. He had taken her, as he had promised, to a nude beach, a part of the National Seashore. But she hadn't expected some of his additional surprises. Her arms were now stretched above her in the sand, a rope running from her wrists, hidden in the sand and affixed to the drift...
A warm soft mouth sliding up and down my morning hard on is the first thing I feel when I slowly come awake naked on a beach in Paradise. I look down at my love, Zoë, to admire her dark hair and pretty face as she gently, tenderly moves her lips up and down me. Sensing that I am awake she pulls her mouth off me and looks up, "I can taste myself on you," Zo...
DISCLAIMER: The following account narrates the actions of a fallen man. I am highly principled in nature and you may be tempted to judge me for my deeds accounted herein and, in my loftier moments, I would no doubt agree with you. Yet if you do choose this course know that your actions must match your judgment for I deem hypocrisy to be the greatest of evils...