Author's note: This story picks up the tale of best-selling author Vince Flynn's super-agent character, Mitch Rapp. At the conclusion of Consent to Kill, Mitch has suffered terrible personal tragedy. This story fills in the blanks with a bit of what might have happened to Mitch in the gap between Flynn's novels. If you're a fan of Mr.Flynn's excellent work,...
(Author's Note: This story contains elements of incest, lesbian sex, and transgender sex. If any of these are offensive to you then this might not be a story for you. Also, there is a bit of character and story development before the "action" really starts, so if you're looking for a quick stroke-story you might also be disappointed. Otherwise, I hope you en...
Perhaps that sense of openness to new experiences was tied to the location, the cabin and the woods and the lake and the moonlight. Distance and isolation meant that my sense of privacy wasn't being stretched all that much. I say this because, when we were home, and when Lena dropped by to ask how we had enjoyed the stay, I was not that forthcoming. I told h...
This is the sort of girl who will shell multiple pistachios in advance. This girl, you just know she could do this for hours, perhaps forever, perhaps never having eaten a single nut in her life but having shelled and shucked and committed pistachio genocide, mass pistachio caesarean section, and done it endlessly. Pistachio financial planning for oblivion....
"Dad I love him and I will marry him." I said furiously to my dad. "Meona Johnson, you are not going to marry him ever and that's my final decision." He snapped at me. "Why dad why, why don't you want to see me happy?" I asked him crying. "Meona he's not right for you." He whispered. "Dad stop it, you don't know him. He loves me." I told him to make him...
CHAPTER 1 Sheila Krug looked over the top of her wine glass at his husband's business partner, a riot of thoughts plunging through her mind. Naughty -- nay, disgusting thoughts. She brazenly lifted a hand across her left breast and slowly plucked at the nipple beneath her gown, sending sensations of the very wrong kind through the body of the mother of two...
Hey guys this is my first story. I hope you like it. Tell me what you think. ***** Tamara Roylands or Tam for short was walking on Main Road on her way home from the gym when she heard a muffled scream coming from the next alley she was about to pass. She always avoided alleys so she wouldn't end up being one of those muffled screams. Tam stayed five blo...
I paid the cab driver and turned to walk into the shiny, glass-encased office building. The bright southern California sun blinded me, and since I hadn't needed them when I boarded the plane at LaGuardia at 6AM I hadn't thought to bring sunglasses. I was momentarily snowblind when I entered the building. As my eyes adjusted, I saw a reception desk in front o...
Everyone's got a story about how they lost their virginity, and this is mine. Like everything, I tried to do it in the most spectacular way I could imagine. And I succeeded by my wildest adolescent fantasies. I was born and bred in New Orleans, Louisiana. My once thick accent has tapered off over the years into an easy drawl. Hard to believe to the casual r...
(This story is a companion piece to others on this site. The character of Trish has appeared before in "Her Hottest Halloween", and "The Hills Are Alive". Her sexcapades continue once more.) * Always on the lookout for inspiration for her sexual adventures Trish Stark was seeking a new way to push her inner boundaries. Something risky, risqué, and an adve...