A new series I started just today. I welcome feedback so do drop a line. ***** He watches the woman from almost a thousand meters away. In the cool shadows of the mission-style complex, her fire-orange miniskirt stands out amid a mass of blue denim. He sees a flash of white white under the unbuttoned camel blazer. She walks with her head bowed. That he...
Chapter 3: Fellatrix - Gimme Shelter It was for sure time to clear out, but some preparations were in order. I started by raiding the fridge. Eating with my new face-pussy was a bit messy, but worked well enough - provided neither tongue work nor chewing were required. That left little enough of Steve's meager larder to work with, but I tipped my head back...
This story is a work of fiction and a figment of my sexual imagination. However if you are under 18 or offended by frank, open, graphic sexuality of all adult types then please do not read it. If you are not offended please enjoy. The Scene A wandering hobo. In search of food, drink and sexual gratification. A dark house, an open window. And I'm in. Alls...
Thanks for all the comments and emails for the first two chapters. I hope many of the readers are interested enough to follow the story through to the end and continue to send me their thoughts." Chapter 3 16 years ago Alan sat in the classroom by himself waiting. He hated feeling anxious but he was just that. Only for her, though. He'd never feel that w...
"Come on bro, you've been sulking in that apartment for a week. Get out here and have some fun!" Chads semi slurred speech indicating he is probably already half in the bag by now. This midnight phone call isn't that first time he has called this week, trying to get me out of my sullen mood. "Not tonight, bro. I am going to grab some whiskey and pizza, han...
My thanks to my editor adetaildiva. Without her this would be a poorer story. After her any errors are mine. * "Since it's my turn for Saturday, can you be gone overnight? We'd run up to Martinsburg Saturday morning and you could meet my parents. Then we'd drive back on Sunday." Nan had called me Monday night about the next weekend. "Give me a few minutes...
Abbie loved being on the bottom. She enjoyed staring up at the man's face as he tried desperately to pleasure her. Sometimes they were decent, but mostly she just played along to give them what they wanted. In the end, it wouldn't matter, seeing as how she'd kill them right after. Tonight, her victim was a young, blonde haired boy in his mid-twenties. Abbi...
When Diana returned from the gym, she called out a greeting and dashed upstairs to change. I sat down and bided my time, waiting patiently on the hunter green sofa in our family room. The bouts of rhythmic flexion Diana regularly forced her lean muscles to endure sometimes sparked the fires of her always smouldering physical desires. I smiled, a little anxio...
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. © 2005 Warlord * Moving slowly around the cabin, I carefully looked out every window. The perspective changed slightly, the view stayed the same. I was looking at greenery. Only what I...
-THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION, TOLD IN A BLOG FORMAT - Back in Part 1: An unemployed woman who has been a closet exhibitionist for years takes advantage of the covid19 lockdown in her country (not specified where, for easier reader immersion) by going outside completely naked wearing only a mask, trying (but not too much) to avoid being seen. - Contin...