This is the seventh part of fictitious story of Melissa, a young female rookie police officer selected to participate in an undercover assignment assigned to a federal task force. Gene, her FTO will serve as her guardian angel and security back up. The girls head back into town with Nikki the confidential informant before the agents fly to the academy for tr...
[[I pulled this section out of the first Oligarchs story and altered it around that decision. In this deleted scene, Edith does get to see her mother before she goes to Hawai'i and thus knows exactly why Drew looks sick. One does not need to have read the first story to understand this one however.]] Edith got to her mother's room and found a silver plated...
DISCLAIMER: Any and all erotic asphyxiation displayed within these and all MY stories are highly recommended for those who are truly experienced in the breath play fetish. Please, educate yourself and your partner before attempting this fetish and, always, use caution and precautions. Education and safety are a must within this realm of fetish! "I'm m...
I was waiting for her at the security area exit. She was dressed comfortably but stylishly in jeans, flats, and a silky-looking pink blouse. She looked good. Very good. I waved and her eyes found mine. We both smiled and met off to the side, out of the steady flow of Friday evening fliers. "Hi, Denise.", I said, as I took her roller bag from her. "You look...
This is a sequel to "Perfect Picture" and will be a multi chapter story. This is a work of fiction and all characters are consenting adults over 21. I want to thank everyone for their feedback on Perfect Picture and that encouraged me to continue this story. I especially want to thank NadiaLove17 for her incredible editing, dialog, plot and story ideas they...
Readers are encouraged to read the original "The Other Man" before reading this story. If you don't like stories that involve infidelity please don't read this. Feedback appreciated, moralistic rants ignored. It had been several months and with the passage of time any expectations of ever seeing Sharon again begin to fade but the fond memories of burying m...
Graham Sawyer had been infatuated with Karen Shaw for as long as he could remember. Ever since he was a young man, he had secretly fantasized about the beautiful neighbour down the street. Whenever she came by to visit his mother he would sneak as many subtle glances as he could manage in her direction, taking mental snapshots of the images of her and storin...
I stood beside the bed, Ember's fists pulling at the bedspread and her legs tightly encircling my waist as I plunged deep into her body again and again and again. Each forceful thrust caused her smallish breasts to shimmy wonderfully atop her chest, the connecting chain and the tightly-affixed golden clamps being jostled sufficiently to cause her facial expr...
The bark of the tree was rough against my skin, but I didn't mind. The August Roman night was a typical steam bath, and my room was still too sultry to sleep in. Sister Juliana was in the south on a family visit; La Rossa was in Jerusalem for a conference; Sister Lucia, our second in command, was out of town as well; and only the sisters without families or...
Part 1 The Journey. I sat in the back seat of the car, my legs stretched in front of me and crossed at the ankles, the short skirt I wore barley covered my panties, and I could feel the cool leather of the seat press against my legs. I smiled at the reflection of the drivers hungry eyes in the rear view mirror, longing, lust, and power, mixed together in...