Part 04 - Sleeping with a camera between my knees. I woke up that Tuesday morning with my right hand on my wet pussy. I sat up, looked down and was happy to see that my legs were where they were when I went to sleep and that the camera was still where I had left it. I jumped up and almost ran to my laptop. It took me seconds to find the files for the camer...
Valentine was comfortably snuggled against Whistling Bear's back, her arms wrapped around his powerful torso. She had tucked her feet back, trying to keep them away from the straps and bags of gear that hung from his shoulders. A great quiver hung at his hip, filled with heavy arrows. He carried his bow in his hand as he made his way through the forest at a...
A short story to distract me for a bit. Nothing new here. Move along if you want ground breaking. Please read my profile for my stance on comments. Feel free to email suggestions or to start a conversation. Private messages work too. David Coverdale, Bernie Marsden: "I don't know where I'm goin', but I sure know where I've been." + + + + Marcie, my wife...
Damn it! The little creek had been flooded from the violent rain. The placid little mountain stream, usually a pleasant, quiet little trickle, was a churning, heaving white water rapid. Foam was splashing up to, onto and sometimes over the old log and timber bridge; our only way out of Randy and Constance's mountain retreat. It was a nightmare scene now caug...
"One more," I said as I helped my client with her push-ups. "Good," I lied to her as she got up. The lady smiled at me as she stood. "Really?" she asked. I felt like saying no, that she had done better the day she had started, but her husband was paying for the top tier of our training. Not many people paid for the top level because it was ridiculous to pa...
Evan came up to the stage to collect us, attaching a leash to each of our collars and giving Mistress a signed check before leading us off of the stage. Mistress seemed annoyed on our behalf once she recognized him as the boy insistent on fucking Eve. Now he would get his wish. He waited for us to exit the theater and emerge in front of some busy crowds be...
Jessie's and her Pack's POV Richard Estate "Something is wrong. There should be a lot more wolves around. I don't like this at all!" Jacob paced between the window and the open door, senses on high alert. "Maybe you didn't ask Jack the right questions. What exactly did you say to him?" Jessie sighed, "I asked him 'How many others are in the area and where...
"Natalie, before I give you this, I need to explain. This might seem strange but I thought a lot about it and I think it's something you'll like." "Oh...kay," she said with a quizzical expression on her face. "But hurry up and tell me so I can have my present." "No. You're right, Nate. I don't need to explain anything. Go ahead and open your present and w...
Hey, I'm back with another installment of my series A Love Story. Imagine being a prison of war for years, and one day you're free. You have to learn grow and become a part of society again. In this story, Kiana comes home and finds acceptance. For now, I hope you enjoy reading about Kiana and Quentin. All the characters in this story are above the age of...
Lunch was over. Srikala was clearing the table; her husband of a fortnight Vasanth was reclining on the sofa feeling pleasantly replete. It was a splendid meal. For his wife, one only recently out of college, to produce a meal of this quality was surprising. The biriyani was done just the way Vasanth liked it with the rice not discrete as professional cooks...