It was torture, holding her in his arms and not being able to touch her the way that he so longed to, but Tristan LaRue knew that the moment he landed in their backyard he would be able to do the things that every fiber of his being was begging to be allowed to do, his powerful wings thrusting them through the air as he looked down at her. Katherine Hernande...
Sometimes I fill the tank jump in my star-ship and just drive. I'd open the ships computer grid map and circle in on the planet I wanted to visit. Then I'd home in on a local town and start my venture. I've been in some serious shit and I owe my self a little R&R. I sometimes let the computer set a course for me towards some planet like Jamedra or Thrae. It...
I was silently fuming as Marina worked the kinks from my lower back. Her oil slick palms and roughly digging fingertips worked the tension out slowly. The room was scented a deeply, rich with lavender and dragons breath from the incense burner cradled on a low bench in front of the massage table. I expelled a short “ugh” as Marina continued deeply stroking m...
I awoke to the devilish laughter of Dean echoing in my ears. Which promptly coalesced from dream memory to real world sounds of the twittering song of a woodland wren, or some such songbird. It was dawn already. Since the end of everything survivors tended to rise and retire with the dawning and setting of the sun and we counted the passing of days by the...
The seventy one year old man set down his coffee cup and opened the garage door. He was greeted by the bright desert sun which filled the garage with light. A warm smile appeared on his face as he looked down on her. The object of his affection was a motorcycle, but she was no ordinary bike. She was a 1950 Vincent Black Shadow. The man had found her while...
Illicit Affair #2: Chapter 1 4:00pm, November, Las Vegas The best thing about the thunderous applause wasn't that I had inspired such a jaded crowd. It was that the applause meant that I was done - I was the last presenter at a three-day convention. No more meetings, no more obligatory cocktail parties or dinners. There should have been a coin toss who wan...
She rides, she shudders. She sucks air into her throat, says Ooh as it cools her. She squeezes your knees with fingers so tense the knuckles have turned white. She swishes her head down and you wrap your fingers around black and yellow hair. Regrowth is coming through, fresh, happy hair pushing the sad hair away. She's facing away, twisting and shimmying on...
“Master,” she whispered the word to herself. “Master,” she said it a bit louder. How had their relationship arrived at this point? How had it evolved from Dom and sub to Master and slave? They had been seeing one another for several months. In his role, he was training her to be a better submissive, a better slave while he savored her submission and desi...
***This is a story about two long time friends that finally couldn't take anymore.*** ***** It had been months since I last spoke to Johnathan, last I'd heard he was having some difficulty with his life, and it just so happened that it coincided with one of the worst times of my life, too. In hindsight, we really could've been a great help to each other at...
Do not read this if you are not at least 18 years old. Feedback appreciated. The day was Valentine's day and I was reminded of this as Jane gifted me a wet, slurpy, wake up blow job on my early morning erection. Jane's expert and much practiced cock sucking skills eventually rewarded her with a fine load of cum and me with ever welcome sensations of effor...