The Ostfront (eastern front, WW2) is the most shocking example of the human survival instinct, with tremendous **** tolls on both sides, and countless civillians thown into the cold, and crossfire. A quaint German fisherman, Hans Gotler, is conscripted to fight in this hell on earth. Hans awoke, as usual to the 'WHUMP' of mortars hitting the around the colum...
Cassie watched Sam complete the last two laps between the anchored rowboats. He treaded water for a moment, located the girls, and then swam the few strokes to the beach. She and Wendy relaxed under the big umbrella, keeping tabs on the two younger ones and licking their ice creams. Their eyes followed Sam as he made his way across the golden sand towards...
Thankfully, the trial was little more than a formality. I walked from the courthouse a free man, albeit a man with a heavy cloud over his head. I was cleared of the grievous bodily harm of my girlfriend by a jury of five men, four women and three non-binaries. The accusation levelled at me by the prosecution was that I had set out to purposely and maliciousl...
Tjen held Adolph Hitler's hand while I explained why we had come. The group of us all were clustered into the living room that made up the center of the apartment that was set above the coffee shop that Hitler and his wife ran. Yalen leaned against the wall, while Darren and Drusilla took up the side of the table. I and Tjen sat next to one another, while Hi...
How a trophy wife finds happiness & orgasms story (sort of). (c) 2017-2019 All Rights Reserved. This written work is Not Safe For Work! You have been warned. Fictional Disclaimer: i. This is a work of fiction. This work is intended for adult audiences above the age of 18. It is prohibited to provide access to any portion or entirety of this work or any...
Background: This story involves my on-line subject Nancy, who I introduced in Mistress Chronicles 4. We've had no in-person relationship. In fact, in all of our sessions Nancy has never actually seen me. I have sent him pictures that I have told him look similar to me, but never an actual photo. * By way of background, Nancy is a computer nerd. Brilliant...
Two days since my last orgasm. I'm traveling in the Pacific Northwest, sitting on a ferry enjoying an hour and a half ride between islands near the USA/Canadian border. The booth I have to myself is similar to those you find in restaurants - a table between two six-foot benches with heavy padding covered by imitation leather. As I enjoy the beautiful scenery...
This story is protected by copyright, by Peter, the author, and cannot be reposted or used for any purpose without his prior consent. But please email the author at the link below to request such consent. The Next Day - sequel to Friday Night I woke slowly. I realized I was still tied spread eagle on our bed. Lisa was still sound asleep. I began to think...
They called it the Broadway event of the year, and they weren't wrong. From the moment that producer Geoffrey Falcon announced that Jeremy Simmons and Alyce Connolly would be starring in Lawrence Waltman's latest, "The Last Days of Our Marriage," the entertainment industry buzzed with anticipation over the first-time pairing of the two stars in a limited en...
Tom and Mary were an average suburban couple in their mid thirties. With Tom's birthday coming up, Mary wanted to plan something special. As she thought about it, she smiled inwardly thinking that to her husband, the word "special" meant "sexual." She promptly concluded her focus should be on giving him a great sexual experience. She knew he was obsessed wit...