It was half past midnight at Club Sky; sweat was beginning to overpower the smell of cheap cologne and booze. On the dance floor what looked liked a large school of confused sardines, wriggled around to a rhythm. "It's your round, bro." Patrick asserted. "I've got two bids over there eyeing me in the corner. They're looking a little thirsty—parched, if you...
This is the story about how I almost became the face of eating ass in porn movies. It's a sequel of sorts to my stories "My First Porn Movie" and "the Victory Lap Audition." This all happened in the early 1980s, nearly four decades ago. Things were different then when it came to porn. Big cities had real theatres that showed adult movies, and a lot of peop...
Note- To the memory of Kate O'Mara. The characters described here are only inspired by those owned by BBC Corporation. xxx "Excellent landing, right on the money." The Doctor looked on proudly as she looked at the blue box that stood in the corner of UNIT HQ laboratory. The time and space machine, or TARDIS, had materialised in precisely the same spot w...
Killjoy group ------------- Ruslan (short blonde hair, 6'7'') - Leader Serafima (dark red head) - support/medical Karina (blonde Hair) - Sharpshooter sniper Timur (Dark hair 5'2''} - computer/hacker expert Egor- Electronics expert Stas - Explosives expert Pibald group ------------ Evelyn (Auburn hair) - Leader former wife of General Gance/...
Jade: She woke up feeling lethargic. She was warm in her bed. Too tired to get up, she just rolled over trying to find a comfortable position. Her eyes flew open when she encountered something else. She looked up to see Cassie smiling down at her. "Good morning, beautiful." Cassie said. Jade smiled too and pulled down Cassie's face for a morning kiss. But...
Pt 1 (Working over my ex) This is a fictitious story, though most of the people in the story are real. This is a scene that has only played out in my head... The hotel party was in full swing. There were a number of rooms that were being used by people in various states of sexual frenzy. I was taking it all in and enjoying myself, I was with my homegirl De...
I could not take my eyes off her. On the floor in the middle of our living room was Amanda, seated in a classic yoga pose with her legs drawn up so that her upturned feet rested on her inner thighs, her hands, also upturned, resting on her knees, her back straight, and her head tilted slightly forward by the position of her neck, which emerged from her sho...
Dean and his team of tormentors soon settled into a hideous routine. Every morning at seven he would be taken by the night guard to be showered before returning to his cell for a morning meal. Then, at eight sharp he would be taken to the Treatment Room for a hot tube to be inserted into his urethra for two hours. Each day the pain diminished by a small frac...
Heather Lambert tied her honey hued hair up into two buns, with the rest of it's length fluffing out from them on either side of her head. She put some blush on her cheeks and chose a dark pink lipstick to put on. When she looked in the mirror she glowed with a smile. Her petite form was clothed in a white tee-shirt, cut and seemed at sternum length just bel...
My name is Christine Lassiter Anderson. Life has a way of knocking you down when you think you're invincible. Three years ago, I had it all. I was married to a multi-millionaire philanthropist and investment banker, and I lived in a townhouse in Boston's Back Bay. I drove a Mercedes and I went to A-list parties. I knew actors, supermodels and top businessmen...