Ch 6 (of 7) -- Women's stinky feet -- at 30,000 ft! Danny Dawson and his three former school pals, all of them eighteen-year-old school leavers with no job or training to go to upon their leaving education and, (would-be) 'career claimants', had duly reported to the location of their placements, as assigned to them by their local Job Centre. * The recen...
Clark Kent looked sat on the couch and looked across the room at his host. He was sitting in a high-rise apartment in Manhattan. The apartment complex dominated the rest of the city, and from the large window, the entire financial district could be seen. The view was simply breathtaking, but Clark Kent wasn't looking at the city... He looked at the young ma...
He awoke with a start in the dim light of dawn; the women still slept, their rhythmic breathing betraying the depth of their slumber. He cautiously squeezed his bound wrists under his backside; it was tight, but there was enough give to allow him to get his hands behind his thighs. Despite an unfortunate attack of cramp, he managed to work his feet through a...
This story is a fantasy. This story is not based on real events or people. But boy, I'd like it if it was... ***** It started out as private feedback to one of my stories, and I responded back to the email address that was provided thanking the person for not just both reading and enjoying my story but to also taking the time to write and say so. Lisa wa...
This is the third part of fictitious story of Melissa, a young female rookie police officer selected to participate in an undercover assignment assigned to a federal task force. Her FTO will serve as her guardian angel and security back up. The romance between Melissa and Gene continues with more revelations about themselves. LB, formerly known as FBB, my lo...
Keith ravaged my virgin ass the night before, then promptly went to bed. I passed out on the kitchen floor in a puddle of my sweat and Keith's cum with more of his cum slowly leaking out of my ass. I woke up the next morning to a foot in my side. Keith stood looming over me. "Where's my breakfast, slut?" He demanded. I scurried about making him bacon and eg...
Dear reader, this is part of what is turning into a novel. Please read the previous parts to gain a fuller understanding of the story. Emma, on her knees, confined to her bed by a chain attached to her collar, rump in the air was about to accept (not that she had any choice) her sixth anal penetration of that day. She was tired. No that was wrong, she...
This is the second in a series of stories about Steve & Maria. While each story can stand alone, they are much more enjoyable when you have read the previous stories. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I did writing it. ***** When I arrived home after our day of boating, my head was spinning. I had never met anyone like Maria before. I would never have...
1. Strolling the market in town in the morning, they looked like a couple from the Chinese Hainan Island travel ads- well- dressed but casual , older, in their 50's, sophisticated travelers enjoying new sights. With no more than 'hello' and 'thank you' in Mandarin Chinese, they wandered the market by the park and the lagoon, looking into street shops and sma...
She stared out the car window at the lights on the houses that they drove past. Red and blue and white light bounced off the snow and skipped across its surface before being swallowed by the darkness. Reindeer, snowmen, angels, and plastic Santas stared back at her from front yards, picture windows, and rooftops, each a silent sentinel of the holiday season....