Angie Meseret's Residence, Badhoevedorp, Amsterdam Wednesday, 09 October, 2052 09:36 Marcus Bleak decided to put the investigation on hold and attend to some personal matters. It had been a while since he had seen his ex-wife and even though the divorce had been acrimonious they were still cordial with each other. She had ended up with the house and most...
*Updated version The continuation of Abandoned with the Enemy with the former human soldier Rafe and his wives, the former feline Silth soldiers Tashee and Naylee. This takes place about fourteen years later. *Literotica rules apply. * Naylee moaned and clawed at the flat rock under her while her body wriggled uncontrollably from the pleasure brought on...
After breakfast, we decided to take a walk around that part of the city and maybe do a little shopping. We spent at least an hour in a fascinating antique toy store. I didn't even know such a thing existed! After picking up a couple of Christmas gifts for the kids, we walked around the park across from the hotel (hand-in-hand) and enjoyed the very sunny Autu...
The tall dark-haired beauty had glided down the escalator, weaved snakelike through the crowd, irritated by each of the little people endlessly surrounding her. Public transport was unfamiliar to her, she was used to taking taxis, yet despite the crowd she was able to avoid the usual bumps and sidesteps. Confidence in her beauty empowered her. Her long ele...
Well, the party was humming right along. I had brought a girl named Cynthia whom I hardly knew. I took her with me so I wouldn't look like a dateless geek (which I was). My best friend, Jimmy, had brought a girl I knew. Her name was Judy and she was really good looking. I had always liked her but I got the impression she didn't date. "So, Jimmy, how long h...
I did not have to wait long to pay my debt to Alex. He had a friend who owned a small art gallery, we were invited to the opening of an exhibition of; 'Primitive African Art.' This was a private collection of artefacts from a small country in West Africa. A former French colony. Much of it was highly erotic. I was examining a display of carved ebony phalli....
Leaning against the bar, I could feel you behind me, alcohol fueling the ascent as your hand slipped under my skirt and one long finger brushed against my bare heat. I heard a slight noise of surprise as you took advantage of my exhibitionism and slid it inside of me, your free hand teasing the skin at the nape of my neck. Brushing my dark hair aside, your l...
Prologue You were always very caring, very curious, about what stockings I wore... for work, for play, out socialising and even just round the house. What colour, what denier, even what kind of top my hold-ups were... plain, or lacy. I'd guessed all guys fancied girls in naughtier than usual undies but if I had realised sooner you had an all-encompassing fe...
Daniel pulled on his cargo shorts watching Barb disappear through the trees at the back of the parking lot. The light overhead gave everything a yellow-orange tint. He buttoned his shorts and grabbed the zipper pull. His still rock hard cock stuck straight out of his fly. He had to tuck his bone into the shorts and pull the zipper up taking care not to cat...
Crowded pubs on a Saturday night in the lead up to Christmas are the stuff of most people's nightmares. Everyone jostles to get to the bar to buy overpriced cocktails, different but somehow the same cheesy music churns out of the speakers in every bar and people are getting drunk and annoyingly disorderly early in the evening in the name of the holiday seaso...