"Peter, I can explain!" Mrs. Allister blurted out over the sound of Morty's fading groans. Much to her dismay, he had yet to remove his stiff prick from the moist confines of her ass. Turning her head back to take a quick glance at him, Mrs. Allister flashed a menacing look at the pleasure she saw on his face. Even with her husband standing over them, this b...
I really knew Morty Abel for just a short time. He joined a running group that I coached. I am a corporate trainer and as a result spend an inordinate amount of time traveling. So, I run where I can and coach for a local running store on weekends. Morty showed up one day in an old sweat shirt, baggy sweat pants and "sneakers". He said he wanted to learn how...
Morty slid his slick shaft out of Victoria's insides and tugged back on her hips. Lifting her upper body, she couldn't exactly say she was upset to be relieved of the duty of lapping her tongue over her employer's plumped up clitoris. She simply stepped to the side and watched Morty close in on Mrs. Allister's spread legs. Pinching and rolling each one of h...
Mrs. Allister stuffed another forkful of medium-rare chopped sirloin into her mouth as she glared angrily across the dining table at the company that she and her husband entertained during this particular evening's meal. The daggers in her eyes remained specifically fixated on the scraggly young man occupying the chair next to her daughter; on Emily's on aga...
Thanks very much to neonlyte for all his help. Angelene walked out of the change room and checked herself in one of the numerous mirrors standard in strip clubs. She looked great. Her face, framed by curling copper red hair and enhanced with emerald green eyes, was angelic. This was the only thing 'Holy' about her. She wore just enough makeup to draw atte...
Agony surrounded my mind, my body, the very essence of me. I was in Adam's head. So connected to him, that I could feel his every ache from my father's torture and I screamed deep inside the recesses of his mind. I could feel the torture as if it were happening to my own human body. It made the pain intense and unbearable. I tried to speak but that which mad...
Dona Britt was a sexy mid-management Human Resource executive known for her quick wit, her grace, her style, and her impeccable dress. It was often joked that Dona had direct deposit to Nordstrom and Saks Fifth Avenue. She always came to work smartly dressed with all the appropriate jewelry. There was never a strand of hair out of place, her desk was spotl...
"What's wrong?" Fire said. "My father, h-he's, he's afraid." I stuttered as the connection to Adam and my dad broke. "Afraid of what, Princess?" Morty asked. "Me, I think." I shuddered, although I was quite warm sandwiched between Fire and Death. "That's a problem. A major one," Fire said moving off of me and the bed. "Get dressed, I'll be right back."...
This is a non-erotic story. It has no sexual content at all, and barely even a mention of sex. I put it in the science fiction category because of its theme and content, not in the non-erotic category. I hope no one will be misled. The story is a sequel to Murder on Capella Space Station and fits alongside Every Man's Fantasy. Chapter 26 is coming. I inter...
The first problem with Fire's plan was that it didn't include that double penetration action with Adam. It didn't include rescuing Adam from my father either. As a matter of fact, Adam didn't come into play in Fire's scheme at all, color me disappointed. I was still feeling a sexual need deep inside my body that Fire had explained away as the potion Heavenl...