"I'm sorry," Sergeant Miller told me, right before he shot me. Of course, since this was the dawn of the Zombie Apocalypse and the fucker failed to hit my brain, I was doomed to come back. Nowadays, we all get a second chance at life, and this really sucks. For this and many other reasons, I hate the fucker. Life as a Zombie sucks, man. It's even worse if yo...
The journey to the glade had been... Excruciating. While Elisa had dressed sensibly, even brought some supplies, there had not been a single path to her goal, and she had had to stumble through thick overgrowth, steadying herself against the rough bark of ancient growth. But she did it, grumbling and swearing the whole way, because her goal was worth this ef...
Solar time unit = year planetary time unit = day ---------------- Sam was tired that was certain. The fight he'd had with Triot had used up the last of his reserves. The sunlight he could feel was helping though not fast enough, for him. The power presence that he'd felt earlier, was coming closer. Reaching out he felt the barrier he'd put up. Not the st...
Your voice fills my head through the headphones. "Stay on your knees with your mouth open, until I tell you you can move, you filthy whore." I can feel the moistness between my bare thighs as I kneel on the cold tiles of the shower floor and you continue your pre-recorded dirty talk. I wait obediently, blindfolded, mouth open, hands clasped behind me, my nip...
I woke to the sound of Clara moaning, in obvious and sublime sexual pleasure. Opening my eyes, I was quickly reminded that I was once more a beautiful woman, seeing my prominent tits thrust towards the ceiling. Second, I saw what was causing the moans: Clara had her entire right hand inside of her pussy, and was moving it in and out! She saw me watching and...
Chapter 7 The next morning, I got to the plastic surgeon's office half an hour early. I'd barely slept the night before and though the hotel offered a complimentary breakfast nicer than most dinners I'd had, I couldn't even keep down a single cup of coffee. My nerves were fried. I'd brought the pamphlet with me -- Plastic Surgery and YOU! -- with the inten...
This is fiction so literary license allows for the omission of condoms, but our reality doesn't. Enjoy Description: When a rich wife discovers that her husband married her for her money and to add insult he turned out to be gay. ROLL CAMERA My rich wife had me over a barrel after finding out about my affair with my handsome boy toy assistant. She took a...
The campus still empty for holiday Tracy his backpack replaced with a catch-all purse walked across the quad gripping the strap looking to kill some time reading before returning to home and Mistress Lisbeth. Spotting the couch in the near empty coffee house he planted down in the middle of it ready to open his book of Shakespeare's 'the Tempest'. Nervous...
"I still think this sounds depressing." Claire grimaced. "There's a spot," she said, watching the reverse lights of a car come on as it started to back out. Tom stopped the car waiting for the space to vacate. "We'll just pay our respects to Calvin and catch up with some of our friends." Calvin Custis was dying. Calvin transferred to Claire and Tom's hig...
Whilst the ladies moved George's stuff into the Master Suite he thought about what he was going to with them next. He now knew that Julie needed to have a bigger cock than his to have herself fucked with. She had stretched herself that wide that he knew that he would never feel the same in her pussy again and he would have to use her arse for his pleasure wh...