Location: "Defunct" Naval Air Station; Hangar "45" The hours are lame, and the pay is terrible, but at least the benefits suck. Mackenzie "Mac" Kruegel stared out across his personal hell: A warehouse—a converted airplane hangar—full of forgotten and worthless crap. But it beats unemployment, he thought. Mac moved his rolling ladder to the next stop in t...
One beautiful morning, Robert kissed goodbye to his wife Lisa just in a sexy way every loving husband would. He was setting out for a business trip with his colleagues. Lisa seemed dis-heartened as this sudden plan of a business trip ruined their vacation. She expected this vacation to be an unforgettable family experience as they were taking a vacation aft...
As the full moon rises into the partial clouded sky, its brilliant silver glow shines down and beams it light through the stained glass window on the wall above the altar where you lay. As you look up, you notice that the light beaming through the glass cast an eerie effervescent radiance to the dark sacrificial chamber where you are imprisoned. Surroundin...
A few weeks ago me and my husband Tim were invited to a 60th birthday party for our neighbor Jerry at one of his friends house after we got there Tim was hitting the bar hard and I had few drinks myself, after a bit me and Jerry got to talking and flirting with each other while Tim was off doing his thing. The talking and flirting got more heated as we sat...
It was our last night in the tropics, and once again it was hot and humid. The air was sticky. The heat didn't matter in our beautiful oceanfront suite though. The apartment-sized hotel room was perfectly air conditioned. I sat on the couch in my gray boxer-briefs, my already half-hard cock straining against the material in anticipation of what was about to...
I tell you as I leave in the morning that you are not to express any milk while I am at work, none at all, I want you nice and full when I get home. You look at me and agree and I smile softly, trust me my pet it will be worth I assure you as I leave. I arrive home at about 5:30, you meet me at the door with your shirt unbuttoned, waiting for what I have in...
He stared at the crowd, his nine inch cock hanging from between his legs for all the world to see. It was the last battle he had to endure, his shield and sword both lost in the last clash of weapons. He had stripped down to nothing as a show of arrogance, his two bare hands all he needed to take the prize, his life not truly on the line, only others'. He sa...
Note: For those of you who have read my stories, I write from my own personal experiences, with a little license, to spice it up. Fantasy is great, but what better way to tell about a hidden part of our secret lives, doing what we do, in private. This is another part that happened to me this July of 2001. * * * * * This is a true story. I love to sail arou...
Part 1 Late in the afternoon on a Monday, at the home of Daffney Unger, a WCW camera crew has set up four cameras in a room she said was going to be for a Nitro-Fan party. The WCW crew then leaves and Daffney quickly makes changes to the room. First she sets up an altar that has a bunch of publicity pictures of David Flair, lights a few purple and black can...
Wyxt leans against the stairs, massive, silk-clad breasts hanging over the edge of the staircase, one elbow on the banister and her chin in hand as she peers at the room down below from the faint shadow of that dragon snout helm. Peering at Varrain, and then Throk fondly, Wyxt speaks up to the three men in the bar, the gnoll included. "I owe th' lot o' ye f'...