My friend Phil was the quintessential bachelor not getting married until he was nearly forty, thirty-seven to be exact. He owned a gym, drove a new Corvette convertible, and was a regular, every night, at all of Boston's hot spots. Friendly and personable, Phil knew everyone and because he was such a popular guy, everyone wanted to be his friend. Every weeke...
Chapter 3: Back at the office, day 2 Sandy gets home and runs a hot bath. She relaxes in the warmth of the water and re-lives the evening in her mind. She has never been this sexual before and never thought she would enjoy the touch of a woman. But Lana is so beautiful and seducing that she can't help but love the feel of her. She catches herself checking o...
Too late did Gordon Smith realise his admission of submissiveness to the glorious redheaded goddess was permanent and possibly fatal. He now knew he was trapped and doomed to a life of servitude to the feminine gender. He was led naked through Lana's luxurious house to a patio at the rear. He was made to kneel and face the secluded garden area, and his heart...
Whitney handed the camera to Lana and slowly peeled out of his clothes, feeling his cock twitch and quiver as he stared at the naked blonde at his feet. She was watching him over her shoulder, wiggling her ass back and forth, her fingers working in and out of her wet, loose-lipped pussy. Her eyes were half-closed with lust and he could hear the soft moanin...
Lana sat down at the kitchen table with a book of andyne fairy tales. "So uh..." said Arin, filling the kettle and putting it on the stove. The kitchen was just off the living room, on the left upon entering Arin's quarters. The hallway that branched off to the right led to Arin's bedroom, the bathroom, and the office, which contained the laundry closet. "...
Los Angeles, California. It's where we used to make movies. Through all the powdered glitz and pretentious glamour lies a smoldering relic of a bygone era. An era of entertainment, sun, palm trees, and success. It now is a shadow of its former self, overrun by high taxes, rampant homelessness, and drug problems from Downtown to Venice Beach. But in this sto...
I love my wife. Having too much of a good thing, in my eyes, is as dangerous as having too little of it. It was my ultimate desire to share her for this very reason, but her religious childhood upbringing limited my options. She was a fine wife, perfect in many ways, but the farthest we got was simply discussing her being shared during sex. In a moment of pa...
"That's fine Cathy. I understand." Lana stood at the entrance of the casino and looked out at all the flashing lights. She was supposed to be having a girl's night out with her three best friends. Before she left, Marcie had called to tell her that her daughter was sick with the flu and didn't want to leave her home alone with her husband. Lana figured that...
Note: This story takes place concurrently with chapter 5. While The Teagues are over the Kent's household looking for the stone, Lionel Luther believes it is Lana Lang who holds the priced artifact. * Lana Lang was getting ready to close up the Talon. She checked her cell phone and saw a text message saying Lex wanted to see her about fundraising event bei...
Disclaimer: This story is based on Lana Beniko, from the Bioware game Star Wars: The Old Republic. In it, Lana has left Hoth and been reassigned to the Imperial capital of Dromund Kaas, where she will meet an infamous Sith Lothario. As ever, I have tried to get in some story as well as plenty of sex, and I hope I got the balance right! ***** Part 3 – The D...