[This story contains oral, vaginal and anal sex as well as a bank robbery. If any of that bothers you, offends you or you don't appreciate those events as a part of life then perhaps this isn't a good story for you to read.] * As the radio voice spoke the time as seven o'clock in the morning, the branch manager sat in her car in the all but empty parking l...
Well informed by the nights events James Ian Pryce set about planning the safety measures required to battle Vampires. Ruby and Elle by his side as he returns to the discovered armory. There he lurked about for things he could do in a hurry. "I'll reprogram our defense drones. If I have to I'll send a thousand of these gravity drones out there to buzz the F...
This chapter ends the Nude Noir story. I strongly recommend reading chapters 1 and 2 in order before reading this. This story is a work of fiction. Some real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of those institutions has ever behaved as do the characters in this story. An...
[The sex in this story is too short to count. If you are interested in a stroke story, or romance, go elsewhere. This story is about punishing betrayal. It may be the harshest story I've ever written. It grew out of watching a television show.] Standing in front of the glass case Mike looked at every gun. The glass case was four cabinets pushed together, en...
Teresa stood on the road looking at the now dead zombie. She looked at her crotch and noticed the jeans were dark blue, he had made her wetter than ever. She looked around and opened the trunk and pulled out a suitcase. She then dropped the soaked jeans and thong and put a fresh pair of panties on and a skirt. She heard a noise in the wooded area beside the...
DISCLAIMER: This story is fiction. I don't actually recommend you mess with a police officer like this. I am not normally into male submission but I wrote this short story for a Domme who won a bet with me and I love how the cop gets talked into something she regrets. Part 2 may be the cop's revenge. Enjoy. ***** So there we were. I was sitting in the pass...
Today my name is Kasia Nowak. My real identity doesn't matter. It hasn't existed for a long time. I'm in Silesia because of Patryk Vasily Solokov, a Russian economics professor and activist who defected three years ago. My employer wants to know who he's been communicating with. His file indicates that he's a vain man with a penchant for sleeping with his s...
The female voice behind me was firm and business like with the lightest lilt of an English or perhaps Scottish accent. "Are you Walter Shields, the private investigator?" I turned to look at her. She was a good solid woman, perhaps 30 or so, maybe 10 years younger than me. She was a little thick in the waist and possibly an extra couple of inches in the a...
"I'm ready babe," my wife, Jackie called from the bedroom. Pulling on my shoes, I looked up from the chair as she entered the dining room. She was completely nude. "Wow, babe, you're going like that?" I smiled. Recently, Jackie's exhibitionistic adventures were taking us farther and farther...she'd come a long way in a short time from her humble beginn...
Not willing to trust anyone who could use intimate relations against me, I had few dates. Except for Peanut and Sharona, I hardly saw anyone socially. My post-humiliation, divorced personal life changed about two weeks ago, when I got up to answer the door of my small house, down in Ocean Beach, below Point Loma in San Diego, California. As was my habit, I...