Krulak knew better than to be out when the sky turned to lavender but he'd been in a no win situation. HE could stay the night away from camp and hope to survive the coming storm or he could hope that he could make it the three miles back to his cabin before the storm settled in. Against his better judgement he decided to make the jaunt back to his home. Sur...
[Note: This is an alternative timeline different from our own. Modern and the anachronistic mix.] Arsène Lupin III, grandson of the famous, the greatest, "Gentleman Burglar" who was even a match for Sherlock Holmes, was with, for the lack of a better term, his 'best friend', Daisuke Jigen. The best world's best marksman and former hitman for hire,...
Many thanks to Techsan for editing this story. * I, Thomas Rydbeck, am a hated stranger in this small Scandinavian town where I have my job. Everybody in town knows what I did and for the time being a lot of people out there really hate me. The simple reason for their hate is that I seduced a very beautiful woman who was married to a popular local sports s...
The bed creaked again as Cassandra's hips ground her pelvis in my face. We were in a 69 position, and she moaned as she sank her pussy even deeper into my waiting tongue. I held her inner thigh to give me some control over her movement because if not, I might suffocate since her entire thigh covers my head. She held on to my throbbing dick as she moaned ev...
My gorgeous wife and I have twelve beautiful daughters, all between the ages of 18 and 19. Several of them are twins. My wife herself is an identical twin, and her sister is every bit the crazy nympho that my wife is. I know, because on countless occasions we've had a threesome. There's nothing quite like banging your wife's sister while she eats out your wi...
Alison was taking a hitch hiking holiday, just cruising around and seeing the country. On the current day she had got a bit off the beaten track, and was hiking along a deserted back road. Strolling along she spotted a cottage sitting back from the road, shutters closed, driveway a bit overgrown. It was pretty obvious to her that it was someone's holiday ho...
Jon's bought a little villa in Spain and I've just been there for the first time. Jon took me there for a few days then left me there for week on my own. It was great, and I'm really looking forward to spending more time there. As usual Jon surprised me by coming home and telling me to put a few essentials into a bag and us leaving within a few minutes. A...
Surrounded by angry rednecks irked at the fact that I danced with a white woman in a saloon, it occurred to me that Galveston, Texas, is definitely no place for a Black man. Lesson learned, folks. Stay away from blonde-haired white chicks with British accents while in the Midwest unless I'm armed. Cool. I'll remember for next time. Now the question is, will...
Aaron Hunt knew that going into the forest that morning would be a mistake. At least that's how he remembered it in hindsight. The day had started like any day. Uneventful, but pleasant. He never really paid any attention to the mundane parts of his life. The ins and outs of how his day went. His work as a programmer was something he mildly enjoyed, though...
Babua was a poor bicycle mechanic. His immovable property consisted of a small bicycle repair garage and an adjacent small plot of land in which his earthen walled, thatch roofed hut stood. In his hut there was a window and a door made of flattened bamboo sheets. The door had no provision of locking because it was meaningless to put a lock in a bamboo made...