You are a brave and courageous Adventure-Courier, delivering messages all across the Empire. This is last delivery before a little vacation, you’ve decided, as this is a big one; an important document to be delivered to the Citadel. You are leaving the Capital City for the Far West, and must cross a vast distance of the land. You’re almost there, and decided...
Your usual thursday routine was to go down to the tennis courts and watch mathilda play tennis. Her sweaty body and her strong muscles visibly turning you on with every strike of the ball. You watched her everyday in amazement and always found a way to steel one of her socks or her sweaty shirt just to get a scent of her musky sweat. You'd suck the sweat out...
Im Jahr 2019 wurden die USA mit einem elektromagnetischen Terrorangriff lahmgelegt. Um zu überleben, schlägt sich die neunzehnjährige Max Guevara als Fahrradkurier in Seattle durch. Niemand ahnt, dass sie ein Geheimnis in sich birgt. Vor zehn Jahren floh sie mit elf anderen Kindern aus einer geheimen Militärbasis, wo sie als genmanipulierte Kampfmaschinen ge...
"Well, kids, there it is!" said Christine Coleridge, as the car entered the expansive grounds. "Karnstein House!" Laura Coleridge glanced out the car window at the decrepit mansion and frowned. "This place sucks." She leaned her blonde head back on the car seat and shut her eyes. "It sucks ass." Her younger sister Lucy...
I certainly hope you are enjoying my little tale. I have so many people that helped me with it, words cannot express all that I feel. Thank you Mokkelke, Mostera1, and many others who offered unwavering support. Please read and enjoy. Remember to comment because feedback is always welcomed. Deidre Angelica Barnes, A Birthday Too Remember Deidre Angelica B...
I skid out of the way as a rapid movement of air spins me around. Holy fuck I could swear that driver was trying to kill me. The jackass decides to flip me the bird as he rumbles away in his small dick, super suspended f-150. But hey who am I to judge a guy’s dick, it’s not like mine is something to write home about. I stumble into the store, avoiding the ca...
Somehow you spent all Saturday long researching Trajan. You’d planned to just find a few sources and type up a few paragraphs, but somehow you couldn’t stop yourself. As the paragraphs turned to pages, the day turned to night. You look around the library, surprised to see the once-filled chairs suddenly empty. Or maybe not so suddenly. Between trying to type...
Many thanks to Dennis for the editing of this story * I'm Michael "Mic" Wallmann, a married man in my mid forties. My pretty wife Marianne is two years younger. Our daughter Julia is sixteen and our son Melvin is fourteen years old. When this story begins we still are a typical middle class Scandinavian suburban family with fair jobs and fair house. Withou...
"Don't you knock?" Mike did not feel taken aback by these words, despite having just stepped over the threshold of his own home. He was already so stunned that they barely registered. Sitting before him - sprawled on his sofa - was a vision of the sort that, until now, he had witnessed only in his fantasies. Mike was a small-minded man, unimaginative and i...
You have one backstage pass the wrestle mania event. It is one of the biggest events of the years. The crowd is pack, and people are cheering and getting drunk. The music is loud and you can hardly hear yourself talk, what you really looking forward to be the women's matches. Chyna is suppose to return. You see her totally trashing her competition. She waves...