Author's Note: This story takes place the day after the previous story. Thank you all for the emails, comments and kind and encouraging words. I'm glad you have followed their strange journey with me and hope you enjoy this next chapter of their crazy adventures. ---- I went into work early for two reasons. First, I have always found it to be my most prod...
Professor Friedrich strolled into the cafeteria and nodded to another scientist in a white lab-coat, who was a shorter, considerably wider gentleman. "How are you this fine morning, Doctor De Vries?" "I wish I was still in bed," the squat researcher grumbled, as he cast a dubious eye over the food on offer for breakfast. "Haskins ordered us up at the butt-c...
I awoke before Jana on Sunday morning. I spent a few minutes watching her sleep, then began kissing her gently. I kissed her cheek, her lips, and down her neck. She smiled but slept on. I licked the special spot on her collarbone, then each of her nipples. I flicked my tongue around and around both until the small nubs were standing upright. Still she slept....
By extremely popular and somewhat emphatic demand, here is the companion to my story "That Summer." This is not a sequel by the traditional definition but there was some part of my story that was begging to be told after I completed it. I only ever intended to make it a stand alone story and honestly, I think it best represented all I wanted; the song, a bri...
(Author's Note: This story was originally submitted under the wrong category. As it is a story based on very true events I felt it necessary to correct that error and also take the time to better relate the raw emotions and sensations with bolstered descriptive details. I hope you enjoy these edits even more. Thank you.) * I walked through the terminal wi...
Chapter One Summer was the living embodiment of the Academy's ideal student: clever, outgoing, ambitious, and not at all transformed in any way. Those four features, or so she told herself, were the reasons why she was the most popular girl in school. Even now as she waited for the rest of her friends in the cafeteria, a stream of acquaintances dropped by...
Illustrations by LunA. 3. THE KISS OF DEATH Hunger had overtaken him. Eight long months had passed since he last tasted blood. He would finish her in due time, of that he was certain. But for now, the hunger had to be satisfied, and he couldn't get to Grace. Not yet. He'd held off on killing the stripper. It was a matter of willpower, and he'd resisted....
Older man younger woman pussy licking group nudism french nudist colony nudist beach cock sucking tasting each other She lowered her head and started another good kiss, rocking her hips down. My hands naturally slid down to hold her ass. It rocked a couple of more times, and then we came up for air again. She murmured: “I hope your tongue is that good...
Still chuckling to myself as I read the daily announcement sheets. The sight of Val stumbling over herself trying to pick up her cloths as she scampered out this morning crossed my mind again. I shake my head. I can't be sure if she is going to want to try that again or find a less intense partner. If it's the latter, I should give Strike the nod. "Room ser...
Chapter 10: The Hero's New Family This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. Special thanks to Mistress Lynn for her assistance and advice. * The day after my birthday excursion started out normally enough. Jenny and Erika had gotten me dressed and Sally's friends helped her. After that...