9 - Favour: Vikram Jalal, VJ, was probably my best mate down in the bunker. He was also one of the mice. That's mice as in the spy tradecraft term for the method of recruiting and motivating an asset. Meaning: money, ideology, coercion, enforcement. Or in other words he'd been conscripted into working for the TSG. Vikram had popped up on our radar while h...
Timmy was always jealous of his older sister. She was the favourite in the family and was always the centre of attention in every scenario. She was so beautiful, and people just loved her - Timmy always wanted to feel that love. He had recently turned 18 and puberty hadn't been kind to him. While all the other boys suddenly got taller and more muscular with...
Ebunni could still clearly remember the first day that she had laid her eyes upon King Alfian, but he had been nothing more than a young Prince. He had been standing by a vast grouping of Dancing Lady Orchids, her favorites, as she was passing by the Fae Kingdom on the Northern mountains. She had visited those lands many times, and she had never laid eyes up...
Note: This is a fictional hunt and capture fantasy erotica that includes elements of consensual non-consent. Her body was sore, painful and cold. However, the suffering was far from over. Once inside, her Master locked the door and unclipped her cuffs, pulling her over his knee. She hung over his legs, her arse lifted into the air as she leant her weight on...
(Hello to the fans that enjoyed the other stories I wrote in collaboration with CBSummers. We're at it again. This one is long. Very long. If submitted to a publisher, it would qualify as a full length novel. Just letting everyone know that from the beginning. It had to be long to cram all the super hot fucking we wrote into one story. Our three little stone...
In my first story, true, every word, I described the fun and games my first wife and I played with our friend, Kevin. This is a further "confession" of the things we did "a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away." My first wife, Chris, and I were a fairly typical mid 40's couple living in Central Indiana. We had sex 2-3 times a week, usually missionary. N...
This is a story I am writing for fun. All people and places are fictional. Feel free to comment on it by e-mailing me * * * * * His talented tongue was doing incredible things to her as he licked all around her wetness. He formed a point with the tip of his tongue, and slid it up the left edge of her pussy. He could taste the tangy juice as he did it, then...
She was standing in front of the sink, doing the dishes. All he could see were the back of her arms, as they flexed and unflexed. The sound of sloshing water, soap and the sponge rubbing on porcelain. An everyday image that had always brought to mind memories of his mother, but never before created a sexual stir in him. But it did now. He approached her. Di...
No 3- please give feedback, thanks to those who have so far. Yes, again 3 She had been woken twice in the night by his cock moving inside her, though it may have been more often as her division between reality and fantasy was tenuous. The jet lag and stress of the trip had made her woozy with tiredness, with waking dreams. The result was that she was const...
Author's Note: Apologies all that even this sad excuse for a third chapter took so long, but other affairs kept me away from this fun little adventure I'd started on. This is just a teaser so you know I'm back, and more chapters are to follow-both longer and with perhaps more graphic content than those you have available to you. Thanks for your support and I...