I was finally finished. It had been a late day, and the sun was setting on Korhal. Surrounding the military platform, a desert expanse spread in every direction, courtesy of the still relatively recent nuclear apocalypse. The main cities of the planet might be rebuilt, but that catastrophic of an event could never be truly forgotten. One only needed to go i...
Author's Note: This story starts slowly and lifts off into an intense sexual fantasy. Enjoy, and I'd love to get your feedback. The lights on stage are dimmed prior to their arrival, on cue, and a spotlight illuminates a plush Victorian-era chaise. The curves of the sofa are romantic, yet striking, and a set of beautiful pillows made of imported fabrics r...
Doug moved his hardened cock so in her delicate hand she felt it's life breathing. Miranda closed her hand around it with great determination. "Oh so you like to play?" She laughed heartily. She caused her clitoris to move in his fingers eye to eye contact wasn't broken. His smile told her he was enjoying their stale mate. He pinched it making her squirm....
RITES OF PASSAGE (The Slutty Crone) By Aleq de Satyr Intro: I have been involved in many worthwhile endeavors over the years. One of them is Community outreach/adult education programs where I meet and interact with older women, "Cougars" if you will. Predominantly white... They are progressive, radical feminist/activists with an undying desire for a...
Ryan winced in pain. He inhaled deeply and glanced at the alarm clock. Its bright red numbers indicated 1:17. He reached for the lamp. Its piercing light hurt his eyes, but allowed Ryan to find the last yellow pill on the bedside table and quickly swallow it. The mere act of swallowing started to relieve his pain and he pulled himself out of bed and moved aw...
Being in College can be a great thing, but it can also really drive you nuts. Take me for example. I'm 19, never been fucked and seeing all the lovely twenty-somethings walking around here makes my dick jump so much that my pants are almost bursting sometimes. No other women can make me feel like that except for Julie. Julie's a smoking girl. She's little...
Holiday Romance ch 3 - Trip to USA Cliff had been working for ten hours. He had a responsible job, and people had been bothering him all day with problems. It doesn't do to be good at IT – everyone wants you to fix their system. Now, Cliff sat in his car in the traffic queue. What on earth was the problem, didn't usually get any delays here. He sat there an...
“Research it!” But how do I research it? ‘Brian, that’s what we have just been talking about, haven’t you been listening?’ I shook myself and realised where I was. In the middle of our regular, excruciatingly boring Monday morning meeting. The principal purpose of which seemed to be for all of us to listen to Gabriella our new, up and coming CEO talking ab...
I finally realize that the noise I keep hearin the phone ringing and answer it, "Hello?" "Mike?" "Tara, is that you?" "Yeah, it is me" I hear you giggeling. "So what have you been up to Mike? you ask. "Well, as of the moment, sleeping" I answer. You giggle some more, making it evident that you have had a few to many to drink tonight. Thinking back it...
Whistling Through the Wheatfield Part Three I remember the field. Being with you there. Laying on piled clothes on the black soil. Your hair tickling my forehead while I kissed you deeply. Your eyes closed as you concentrate upon that kiss, your energy returning as your senses come back to you from a body-wrenching series of orgasms. My hard cock still ting...