LOCATION: Athens, Greece ALIAS: Kendra St. James, former UCLA student/L.A. Times journalist. MISSION: To rescue a shipping heir and his girlfriend from kidnappers seeking ransom. I had arrived in Athens on an early morning flight from LAX. Once I was there, I took in on the scenery. As usual, I have my weapons, wardrobe, and gadgets with me. For my weapon...
Ever heard of Posole? Mexico's unheard of national dish (everyone thinks "mole' is their national dish....too much "Food Network" B.S. They are wrong. Posole is everywhere). Baby, you have some time to burn today? Raining and windy...kinda shitty outside. You like it when I call you baby, don't you. Hand on your cheek. This will take a bit of time, but i...
Author's note: I recommend reading 'Working at the Sperm Bank Ch. 01' first, to understand how and why Alyssa ended up in this situation. Thanks to MaximusTheMad for editing. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of pure fiction. Any names, places, and events in this story are entirely made up by the author. Similarities with real occurrences are coincidental. *****...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Miami, Florida The sound of stomping filled the room as high heels beat into a solid rhythm. The club was dark in the afternoon hours while janitors swept the floors. Vida Guerra had returned from her time out m...
Hey there, this is the story of what happened to me the other day at my local mall. It was so amazing and wonderful that I feel I really have to share. I was shopping for a nice pair of dress pants as my old ones had gotten ruined when I spilled something or other on them. That is to say that my wife decided that they were ruined, I would have been perfectl...
Pt. II: The First Evening In our first afternoon Maria had been transformed from a sexually inexperienced housewife into a willing participant to a new lifestyle. In her first hours in Miami she had been finger fucked at the airport parking lot, had performed oral sex while in a crowded expressway, had her first bisexual experience with my wife and lost her...
This story is dedicated to Mo, my inspiration and driving force in beginning to write again. It's been quite some time since my last submission, so please, leave feedback, good or bad. *************************** It amazes me that I enjoyed my own death as much as I did. I expected to die of old age, asleep in my bed. However, much to my delight and surpri...
For most of us, erotic literature presents an avenue of escape from the mundane banality of the waking world. With but little more than the click of a mouse or typing a few keywords into a search engine, one can safely indulge in their most titillating, perhaps even taboo fantasies for a half an hour or so, finding a source of relief and enjoyment without an...
This is a Nude Day contest story. Please vote. Writer ponders the reason for Nude Day, when every day is Nude Day. * Admittedly, I'm a pervert but, sadly, I'm not a pervert in good standing. Doubly ashamed, for being a pervert and for not being a pervert in good standing, unable to do anything right, I no longer know where I fit or don't fit in society....
Chapter 1 The battered white and dirty Mercedes coupe that would have prompted cardiac arrests if parked in the foyer of the car's-maker's Stuttgart HQ, entered the palm-lined entrance and through exotic gardens surrounding three sides of the international factory and administrative center of Chic Swimwear Inc. of California. Chic Madison grinned, thinking...