"So who's Lois?" She asked, returning with a second round of drinks and some change for the pool table. "You rack 'em. This dress..." She let the sentence hang in the air like a tantalizing whiff of perfume that instantly reminds you of a long forgotten encounter. And her hem was rather high. And where the pool balls came out was rather low. I racked them u...
If I had been allowed to pick my super power I'm sure I would have opted for something other than the one I have but like most people with extra abilities, I achieved mine by a quirk of fate. I possess the innate capacity to dissolve the elastic in women's panties, thus making them quickly slide off their hips and down there legs. You may ask what good is a...
As she was contemplating the after party, the big shot's "Pimp juice" entrance song began to blare. She snorted when she looked at him, as during the break he had changed into an even skimpier pair of shorts than he had worn in the first matches. His struts around the ring were met by assorted boos and jeers, the loudest of which were made by Cadee's group....
With a smile on my face, I lit the match and let it fall on the Kerosene-soaked floor. The flames roared, and rushed toward the trio of Vampires bound to the wooden pole, their howls of pain and fear sweet music to my ears as they burned to ash within seconds. Three fewer blood suckers in the world, all in a day's work. I slowly walked out of the warehouse a...
Disclaimer: I do not own Supergirl or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "Kiiiiirrrrrraaaaaaaa!" Cat Grant yelled loudly. Kara Danvers sighed softly. She didn't mind that her boss continuously called her by the wrong name, because she knew it was a running joke or perhaps a way for Ms Grant to create som...
It has been suggested in some Feedback that I'm too quiet in the audios. Maybe so. Since I'm aware of the recorder, it's a fine line between erotic enjoyment and performance on my part and I'm trying to get the natural responses of my partner on record. I've thrown away some audios where I thought it sounded like we were trying too hard or "playing to the re...
Morning haze. It was about 5AM, the crack of dawn, and the fog outside was dense. I was sitting in a little diner almost the breadth of the United States away from my home. I was away for a work trip. I drove out there; what a shitty idea. But while I was brooding about that, I noticed something that got my spirits up a little: there was a cute-as-hell blond...
Her soft ass cheeks, first one, and then the other. "Tell me why you're getting a spanking" I said. "Cause I was doin' a naughty thing, " she lisped. "What kind of naughty thing were you doing? Show Daddy what you were doing." She whimpered, " But Daaaaa-deeee, do I haaave to?" Without answering, I slapped her ass cheeks suddenly and forcefully, twice o...
This story is intended to be the part of a long serial fantasy revolving around a modelling business set up by three friends. The main theme of the stories will be celebrities but there will be various other themes including but not exclusively being anal, fetish, BDSM, lesbian and orgies. This story starts slow to set up the series but there is sex nearer t...
D'Artagnan's was one of Mike and Susie's favorite restaurants. They had gone there to celebrate their engagement, and often went back for special occasions like anniversaries. It was a tad stuffy: waiters in black tie, white table cloths, too much silverware on the table, but the food was outstanding and it always made them feel special. So it didn't surpris...