It was, she reflected later, a type of re-creation of her current favorite fantasy: the girl in the tree house surrounded by horny, drooling young men all holding their cocks awaiting their turn to enjoy the feeling of slipping into her warm, creamy-pink cunt. She had looked forward to this Tuesday evening for a month or more now. She dressed under his wat...
She walked down the empty darkness of the alley, her black high-heeled shoes making soft clicks on the pavement. The expensive black skirt and white silk blouse she wore seemed to contradict her age. Only older people could afford such clothes, but she looked like she was in her mid-20s. She normally wore this outfit when she was going to bars to hunt. Latel...
Molly Goes Out The next morning when Marcus awoke, Molly was not in her bed. He had nothing to fear, however, about the possiblity of her leaving him, for instead she was between his legs with his cock in her mouth. When he awoke, she lifted her eyes to him, a hint of fear showing in them as she wondered if she had might have overstepped her bounds, but he...
Disclaimer: I do not own Don't Trust the Bitch in Apartment 23. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** The second that Chloe and June got through the door of Apartment 23 they were all over each other, as was the new norm between them. But it seemed especially true tonight, which wasn't all that surprising. Not because it was their f...
A few days after George's surprise, Missy was beginning to feel more like her old self. In a way, she didn't hate George for what he did because she needed the release. The image of those four massive tools spitting their venom onto her face and chest still warmed her up. However, she never got the chance to thank George properly for his hospitality. As she...
This is the final installment of the Male Jumper series. What was originally planned as a single story of a princess being ravaged by a bunch of space pirates that morphed in this 6 part extravaganza. The original was published a year ago and after much gnashing of teeth, this revised edition has been finished. ***** On a cold blustery night in the capital...
Lying in bed reading a book, Cook heard the front door open and the booted footsteps of his wife as she clopped through the house. He heard her rustle through the pantry looking for something to eat. "Honey?" he heard her voice as she was munching on something. He worried that he seemed all too eager to please like a faithful dog rather than a husband, so he...
From the beginning of our relationship, my wife Stacy has been the dominant partner in our relationship, especially with regard to our sex life. We have had traditional intercourse only once during our seven year marriage and it was a disaster like my three previous experiences. Since then she has refused to try again, insisting on oral sex. As I lay in be...
I am basically a docile man. Simple and very ordinary. I never have asked much of my wife; we have lived a simple life. I haven't asked for much, though in my most deeply held desires I have wished that I could be a man who could ask for and receive carnal pleasures that I could only imagine. Things I have read about, and seen on video, and dreamed about....
Fed's scream echoed through the ship. Sylvia and Melinda rushed to the cargo bay to witness Horatio place a tourniquet on Fed's mangled leg. "Karch we'll need a captain's override on the medications." Melinda said over the intercom. "Done." Karch replied. Melinda and Sylvia picked up Cook while the two attendants, uniforms stained with blood, carried Fed...