Many thanks to techsan for editing this story. * I think that I, Dennis Sandén, was a rather average young man in our small Scandinavian town where I had a pleasant life thanks to my three years in vocational school and in army service as anti-aircraft equipment technician. I had got a well-paid job at a company, which restored and installed machines to th...
Hello! This story is about a hard, passionate husband -- a trope that has inspired me many lonely nights. There's something about the idea of control and authority that husbands have (had) over their wives that makes me a bit weak in the knees. Be aware: This one is a little longer in the preamble and might get expanded with additional chapters in the future...
Many thanks to snowbear for editing this story. * It was a cruel awakening. I found myself naked in a shabby bed beside a worn out woman, probably twice my age. She too was naked but still sleeping and snoring. My head rang like a blacksmith shop and I was thirsty. The worst thing was that I hadn't the slightest idea who the woman was nor even where I was...
PROLOGUE This is a historical, but fictional story of the sea war that was fought between the Royal Navy and the U Boats during the period 1940 to 1942, the action is staged at the time when the U Boats were sinking British and allied shipping with little resistance. . The story also refers to DEMS {Defensively Equipped Merchant Ships) which was the armi...
Adam woke to the chirrup of the cat wanting its morning feed, later than usual as it was raining and still dark outside. He pressed the light on the small clock on his bedside table: 7:11. He slid out of bed and went through to the bathroom for his morning piss, enjoying the weight of his cock still heavy from a slow waking dream. She'd been no one he knew,...
Qingu cocked his head watching the delectable mortal as she went through the process of denial that all mortals seemed to do when meeting a god. Her outrage was delicious. It smelled of equal parts desperation and desire. Even though he had been imprisoned for the last hundred thousand years, brought low by Marduk, the son of a hyena and treacherous mate o...
Thank you angela love, for editing my story. * My wife Madeleine Wilson is an elegant lady. Successful in her job, and when she wishes she can dress to kill. The male executives in her company drool over her when she does that. Today would be such a day, as she should present a project to one of their major customers. I could just imagine them sitting ther...
Diane Cooper, a gorgeous brunette with a tall slim tight athletic body. Her seductive green eyes and great smile was only matched by her flat stomach, firm breasts with puffy upturned nipples and neatly trimmed snatch. The widowed mother of a 18 year old son Peter was not only blessed with physical beauty but also had a great personality and intelligence hav...
Lucas sat on the bridge of the Enterprise and frowned at the orbital chart. He was reminded, obscurely, of one of the many shitty 20th and 21st century spec-fic shows that Helen had crammed down his eyes during the long, slow, stately voyage to Arcadia. It felt like a thousand years before, like a lifetime ago. It was a time where magic was relegated to vids...
Backroads or: On Being Blown Sideways Down the Road Less Traveled There's something peculiarly energizing about a road trip, even if, as is so often the case, it's a journey to nowhere in particular. Even if you've been down the same road a hundred times before, there's always the hint of something new in the air, some new adventure at hand right around t...