Many thanks to Nadia for editing and improving this. * Dr. Jason Clark was a good-looking man in his mid-fifties who has worked in a private sports medicine and physiotherapy clinic. The intercom rang and the nurse said that Susan Fisher and her coach arrived. A few moments later, they came into his office. He briefly looked at Susan and he was pleased by...
I'm glad I kept some contacts at scouts so we can use their cheap bad&breakfast resorts... The room is very pure... just a little furniture and bed but that's all we need... I put bags in the corner and you search for a swimwear... I watch you undressing and putting on nice bikini...we fucked for an hour on a train but now... I would fuck that hairless puss...
Author's Note: This is my entry into the Geek Pride Day event on Literotica. Heartfelt thanks go out to my lady love, bikoukumori, Etaski, LoquiSordidaAdMe and Voboy, for inspiration, editing, beta reads and for generally being awesome. All participants in sexual activities are considered 'adults' in their respective species. * * * * "Inmate 34257-alpha....
The dimly-lit chamber where the Deep Pool gathered was damp and chill, and would have been considered a gloomy and deeply unpleasant place to any Terran. However Deep Lord Athgiloi was a Brimorian and his scaly hide barely felt the cold, capable as he was of swimming down to the freezing depths of Brimor's deepest oceans. The darkness held no secrets from hi...
If you have something to say, I can be contacted by clicking on my name. ***** “Be a good girl, Angeline, and turn around for me?” Not entirely a question, not entirely a request, not entirely a demand. I turn around obediently and feel your hand press into my back. “Bend over Angeline.” I tip forward and catch myself on the hood of your car. Looking b...
Prologue I am groggy. I open my eyes and I do not know where I am. The room I am lying in is white. I am on a hospital bed, or gurney, and everything around me is white white. My body feels like it weighs a thousand pounds. I try to move, but I can't. Nothing is responding. Not my arms, not my hands, not my legs. I fear I am paralyzed. I try to speak, but t...
I am Wolf. My name is Wolf. I'm an Englishman in America, 49 years old, and I know exactly what I need to feed my passions with to find sexual satisfaction. I'm a Dom, through and through. My style is particular and precise and I make a point of taking my time. The details are my greatest arousal. A bead of cum on a shiny lip, the sheen of sweat on a broken...
Chapter 7 "Dios mio ... where am I ... oh, wait, Jack? Jack Benton? What's going on here? Sandra ... and Jessica? And who are you?" Rita Escobar stood in her novice's habit now, truly shaken up by having had the Devil grab her and bring her here to face me and two of my other girlfriends, plus Lilith ... and Tyler, of course. "I'm Lilith, of course. Yes, T...
I'm on my way home, it's Friday and my week has been horrible. Thank god it's weekend! Though this weekend will be full of housework. I need to rest. With you! But you are far away. I guess tonight the consumption of ice cream will increase in my town. Sank in daydreams I arrive at my door. The letterbox is overcrowded. I empty it and hold a very pretty deco...
This is a work of fiction. No real person is in this story. The inspiration for this story came from a trip I made to Scotland this year to visit that beautiful country and research some of my family background. My own forefathers fought at the Battle of Culloden, sadly, on the losing side. Notwithstanding that initial defeat, the warrior tradition runs deep...