[This is a work of fiction. With the exception of some place geography, all events and characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, is purely coincidental.] * It had begun snowing three hours earlier, back in Nebraska. The snow had slowly but steadily increased in intensity until now, as I was driving, or trying to, along I-...
One of the most unusual stories I covered in my long career as a political journalist was the race for mayor in the small town of Lackluster, Arizona. What first caught my attention was a brief news clip on television profiling one of the candidates, a dog named Harvey. I couldn't help but be curious about the forces in play that placed a candidate of such e...
Chapter 31 "Paolo, I still need a sperm sample I can use." Friday, September 7th Paolo... I have to admit the priest did a very nice service for Angelina. I did think there was too much singing and I know I paid for more flowers than I saw. I don't like that much singing in church. Christmas songs, Ave Maria, that's all right and Messiah at Easter. Othe...
Deena squirmed as she sat on the log, feeling the heat from the bonfire on her front, though it didn't feel as hot as her pussy! She had gone camping with her best friend Beverly and her boyfriend as a "last hurrah" before she moved off to Japan to teach English, but her monthly cycle had hit her with fertile wantonness right after they arrived at camp. "Yo...
How do we celebrate the moon, Kaine? She asked as she felt Kaine's excitement growing. This is the part where you run away from me and I chase you. Actually, all of the females run and their mates will chase them. What? You have two minutes. So you'd better start running. Catie turned towards the rest of the pack and saw that there were other females...
This is a work of fiction any similarities between the characters, events, or locations in this story and actual locations, events, or people are purely coincidental. © 2006 Warlord * If the eyes are the windows of the soul, Princess Veronica had the shades down, drapes drawn and shutters closed. I was getting nothing from hers. Softly I said, "I ga...
Enrique's cock was thicker than Rob's, if not so long, and it sundered into her with stretching pain despite the wetness that eased its way. Constance gasped in shock at the feel of him, pushing deep, so big. He stopped with his cock embedded, his body braced over her. His hair fell around his face in a dark tumble. "Ah, Constance, at last," he breathed....
Her eyes fluttered open. Absolute blackness overwhelmed her sight, darkness so heavy it felt hard to breathe. She blinked her eyes rapidly, trying to focus them through the gloom. Slowly, soft torchlight illuminated brick-lined walls caked in filth, pitch black from years of use and neglect. Lines of rust-brown - blood no doubt - streaked the stones from flo...
I'm woken up by a light nudging. I crack open my eyes, and see that Peter is kneeling next to me. I sigh as I stretch and ask what he wants. "Could we go for a walk?" He asks, uncertainly. I frown as I sit up, rubbing sleep from my eyes as I yawn. "Huh?" I mumble, confused as to why he would wake me so early. The events that lead up to my impromptu flight...
And here I am now, waiting, listening, hoping, and praying for your return. An eternity passes in the quiet house. My cock actually begins to soften a little, giving me some blessed relief from the hours of aching need for orgasm. I begin to wonder if you plan to leave me here all day. Then, I realize I am not alone in the room. Just how I know this I'm n...