Marci quizzes, 'Stilettos or pumps'. A black running shoe dangles from two fingers. She had always preferred stilettos because of the way they highlighted the shape of her legs. Even the shorter heel of a pump had been nice, and not hurt her feet as much. Since the amputation, just about anything without heels felt better and offered more stability on one le...
Joan wears a white sleeveless tee shirt and faded jeans, her blue hair cropped short and her chest flat. From a distance, she gives the first impression of being a guy. The right arm is gone, less than a third of the upper arm remains. She walks with a swagger, nothing bothering her. "Hey, babe," Roger calls, seeing her walking across the parking lot to her...
"Amputation IS sex, the stump is just the afterglow," Julie told her roommate and dear friend of nearly a year. She sat next to Sara, the left leg over the right, swinging idly back and forth without a foot. Sara was honest with herself. She enjoyed neither hand and a touch of her forearm on tender parts thrilled her greatly. She knew the right hand would b...
Author's note: Fair warning, if you're the least little bit squeamish by anything considered outside of the norm, then this story isn't for you. This is one that you lock all the doors, close all the windows, turn out the lights, grab a flashlight, jump into bed pulling the covers over your head and pretend you're somebody else. If you can't do that, then t...
XI – Within Reach Time itself was a blur for Luke. The moment the helicopter touched down back at base, everything happened so quickly. He was immediately escorted to a C-17, waiting to take him out of the country. Within minutes the heavy cargo jet was airborne with Luke on board, transporting him to Ramstein Air Force Base for medical attention. During th...
A snowstorm suddenly begins dumping another few inches an hour on the ground late Wednesday afternoon in near whiteout conditions. The crowd in the bar is huge. She sits on the stool on the other side of a large man. I don't think he is with her. I hope not. What I can see, she is a knock out - great face, not much makeup, and curly reddish brown hair down t...
Author's notes. This is chapter two of the fourth Star Wars story I have written. All of my stories (so far) take place between the Yuuzhan Vong War and the Dark Nest Crisis. I would like for you to read my other three Star Wars stories first, but I highly recommend that you read Star Wars: Jedi Tahiri in Bondage, as this story is a direct sequel, although m...
When patients are brought to my office, I think they are usually surprised at my appearance. In spite of what you may have heard, I'm just a regular guy. I don't have a movie star face, with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes. I'm not a tall, athletic man by any means. I'm 48 years old, just less than six feet tall, average build with a little pot belly,...
Reading chapter one will help understanding of this chapter. Strong sexual content. ***** As my fingers worked in and out of Ginger's vagina, she arched her back as I hit her G-spot. The extra pressure of the tampon added to her pleasure. She started her cum and it lasted for some time and she finally pushed my hand away saying she was getting too sensitiv...
Reading the earlier chapters will help understanding. Strong sexual content. * Mora spent the week getting settled in. She and Maria got along fine and Mora saw that she was a very hard worker. She did not cut corners and was very polite. Sam brought home his books and Mora took a look at them. They were not in bad shape and she thought it would not be ha...