Chapter 02: Natalie's War [This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities are purely coincidental.] [C] Copyright 2008 M Saint ------------------------[ Natalie ]-------------------------- Seven years had passed and Natalie stood in the midst of dust and debris, 18 years of age, and all woman. She stood at 5'11", muscular build on a thin frame, with d...
***Author's Note: I'm putting this story in sci-fi/fantasy because of the imaginary place/time, the presence of (a few) supernatural elements, and aesthetic similarities to pseudo-medieval sword and sorcery fiction. The series will have some non-consensual sex (usually described critically, though), some stuff that would probably fall under the fetish or BDS...
This is a continuation of Should I Move from CH.2 When we woke the house was quiet. We showered together and felt each other up. I knelt and sucked his cock hard but left it and said, "I will take care of that later today for you," which got me a swat on the butt and "You're a damn tease." Walking to the kitchen we saw that some couples were snuggled on th...
Foreword: A quick scene which popped into being for no apparent reason. In this one, it's Melissa's once-a-week personal time, a time where she lets rip and allows her mind a free run. It was fun to write. I hope you get some enjoyment out of it. Thank you for reading. GA - Da Nang, Vietnam - 2nd of May 2015. *** She's dressed for sex. Nothing more ela...
"You won't be single long," all my friends joked after my first wife died. I think they were just trying to cheer me up, so I would toss back playful answers like, "Well, the kids are too old to need a hot young nanny..." They would play along, with answers like, "so audition maids willing to look good in the traditional short skirt..." By which time, m...
It looked like being just another dull day at the office as I sat at my desk, working my way through a pile of paper and wishing I could have stayed at home. I’d left early that morning to get a good start on the day, leaving my wife sleeping. We’d both been so busy that we’d had no sex for a week or more, and as she lay there face down on the bed, panties...
This story is based on something real that a friend of mine told me about once. I truly appreciate any comments people send me. =========================== "Laura, you aren't just my boyfriend's mother, I hope that we're friends." Nancy smiled at Laura. To be honest they were friendly but they weren't exactly friends. They didn't meet for coffee or go to...
After serving a few years in the Army I became a civilian again. My name is Greg Daley and I am 30, 6 ft tall with brown hair cut very short. I am burly and have a few war tattoos on my right and left biceps. I served in Iraq for a few months and injured myself by taking grenade shrapnel to my left knee. It left a big scar but I survived. I just couldn't run...
During my adventure in the warehouse I had told the lads there were two office girls who enjoyed sex as much as I did and would see if they were up for some fun. I would speak to the girls first and explain that they could trust the guys to be discreet, (lets face it they were onto a good thing) then get back to them with the details. Both of my friends,...
Earlier that day, I had been on top of the world. Less than 48 hours separated me from married life, and I was preparing for what promised to be the best party I had ever been to: a bachelor party in my honor, hosted by my best friends in the whole world. Truth be told they were my only friends, and most wouldn’t think there was any way a guy like me could e...