Angie and Stewart met like many couples do. Their eyes stumbled across one another through a drunken haze, in a hot and steamy nightclub, when the lights were dim and the energy was weak at the end of the night. Friends had driveled down to just a few, and through the dim window a sparkling gem was desired. Gradually people left and faded away as the night...
Chapter 1 - Fresh Klaxon sounds of alarms roared with ferocity as smoke poured from the entrance of a white marbled two story building. Police cars had swarmed the area, blocking off the sidewalks and streets, their sirens sounding off in accompaniment to the building's wailing. The police had their weapons Un-holstered and pointed at the entrance, keeping...
"So Lily is coming?" Will's single father Tom asked his 18 year old daughter Julie. His 20-year-old son Will looked up from his college algebra book. "Yeah." Will smiled. Lily Johnson was the hottest girl in Julie's class, or for that matter the entire high school. She was 19, with blonde hair, great tits, and a sexy smile. Will's sister Julie was 18, with...
Delta Bayou and the Miss Dixieland Pageant (Delta Bayou Adult Mysteries no. 1) ********* Chapter 8: The Photoshoot ********** The sharp trill of a phone poked through Delta's dreams. She awoke with a start. It was her work cell. She groaned and disentangled herself from her duvet, arm flopping over to her nightstand for the phone. "Hello?" "Robbins. Get...
I was bored. Miserably, horribly, completely bored. When the fall semester began the drunken frat party that was Halloween on my college campus was the furthest thing from my mind. I was 28, unmarried, and teaching was getting stale. I was involved with my church group; oddly enough our occasional missions to forsaken hellholes actually provided me with a...
I thought about that night quite a bit over the next several months. Nearly every time I looked at my tattoo or caught its reflection in the mirror my mind slipped back to that incredible experience- laying there with Betty's sweaty feet plastered all over my face while she worked on my arm, let alone the incredible handjob that followed. Suffice it to say...
It was six in the evening before we were ready for our dinner. We'd gotten dressed nice, as in suit and tie for me and in a dress for her. As I was waiting for her to finish putting on her final touches, she came walking into the living room, where I was watching tv once again patiently, with a plastic container holding some fabric inside in her hand. "What...
The night was freezing and the lone woman picked up the pace. She was drenched, her heels clicking on the wet asphalt as she looked round. Still, the dark man was behind. Slowly, gradually, he was beginning to catch up. Running wasn't an option unless her sinister pursuer suffered from a similarly debilitating case of asthma. She turned a corner. The moon wa...
Author's note: I wanted to make this a pragmatic superheroine story, without the straining lycra and the pumped-up tits and BANG POW, but with a superheroine who gets trapped and ends up a plaything, for a while. So it's not the normal superheroine story, but is what I was intending to write. It also took me about a year, because it kept getting left. A bit...
Batgirl stood surrounded by men. The men were armed and dangerous; each suit hid a gun, every boot a dagger. She knew the men very well of course. This was an old style mafia family, now lead by a Mr. HotShit and his band of cousins and brother in laws and sons. She was the only girl in the room. Most of the men stood slowly, in a stoned daze, for they had...