"Let it fall off your shoulders, and pool around your ankles." He was speaking of my cocktail dress I was wearing; the one I picked out specifically for this meeting. I didn't hesitate at his command, and simply slid the shoulder straps over and let it fall; leaving me standing in my bra, panties, stockings, garter belt, and heels. The dress remained in a...
02: the recollection The car pulled up to the curb at Shannon's parents house at around seven thirty and the teens left the suburban neighborhood under the pretense of seeing a movie. Truly however the only thing the teens would see would be the view of the town through the interruption of constant sexual contact. When darkness had fallen, the Volkswagon pu...
I returned home from work on the Monday, having that day informed the girl that I had been seeing -- not seriously dating, just seeing on and off that I saw no future for us, and that I thought we should leave it at that. She'd texted me back, telling me the sort of things I'd expected to hear, and also that she had fallen in love with me, which I didn't exp...
She would lounge on her couch, wearing sexy clothes or sometimes not a stitch, and lie to herself about how she could be satisfied with her husband's penis. She called it a penis because that's all it was, anatomically correct, but...well, she self-snarled: It wasn't a big cock! Oh, fuck, it wasn't. Like all of women friends, she'd laughed at size queens an...
Chapter 15 "Damn it," Nigel said under his breath. The thumping rotor noise of the Lynx Mk8 drowned out his words to the other 5 passengers of the helicopter as it moved smoothly 50 meters above the ground. The explosion just over the hill surprised him and left him with a sense of dread. "Open the god damn door, deployment alpha, get us the fuck down th...
No sex here! Only story. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Freedom Part 9: Mercy -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Four days had passed since the assault on Villjord. Fires were still spreading around the city in places, their dancing flames yet defying the chill rains of early spring. The dead of Villjord had been tallied in the hundreds. This number would be toler...
Warning: this story contains explicit descriptions of sex and violence. Part 2: Hell Cometh In Red On the docks of Big Port St Petersburg in Neva Bay, Aglaya opens her eyes looking up through the groggy haze at the ceiling of a small transit van. For a brief moment, her body feels numb in her confusion, and it crosses her mind that she may have passed on...
Bell woke in a cold sweat several hours later; lying naked next to Ragon. Her eyes opened heavily, trying desperately to bring the room into focus. The next of her senses to return was smell. She breathed in and coughed suddenly. A rough burning scent had assaulted her throat, and jumping up in horror she realised what the smell was. "Ragon," she breathed,...
**Author's Note... Sadly, no one in this story was born in South Detroit, but I hope you still enjoy it anyway. * It wasn't until that very moment that the full gravity of the nation's economic downturn hit Lisa Ross. The newly hired Vice-President of marketing at an upstart South Florida publishing company, the previous handful of jobs Lisa had, air trave...
A vast forest stood before him, not as dense as his home but forest nonetheless. The trees, mostly ash and pine with some oak and spruce, at forty feet, stunted compared to the Mushtran trees, which were at least a hundred and seventy. Being used to the forest and feeling oppressed by the vast nothingness he had traversed he was glad for the shade. He rested...