**Authors Note** This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to real world events or people is purely coincidence. ***** "Oh fuck not again!" Kristy rolled out of bed and tried to get to the bathroom. She got to her feet but only managed 1 step before collapsing on the floor. She remembered her bucket and quickly pulled it to her and threw up. She took sev...
I told you up front. You can't say you didn't know. I learned long ago about myself. I have a fetish? Craving? Need? What will you call it? I know well enough to tell women I date more than once about my little "problem" before it looks like things might get serious. By the time I'm thinking I want to spend more time with them and they're thinking I'm the...
Author's Note- This is my first story. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated! ***** At age 43, at the height of his business career, billionaire Robert Helm sent out an open casting call for volunteers. Told nothing more than the fact that they would move to live out on his private island in the Caribbean, thousands applied. Applicants faced a lengthy...
Chapter 2 Cindy's turn at instructional exercises. -- Christy was going about her daily routine, washing, and dusting around the house. As usual, she was topless, wearing only a thong as she worked. The door bell suddenly rang so she grabbed her robe on the way to the door. She peeked through the peephole and saw George at the door with Cindy by his side...
"Get out," Charles said. His eyes were black with lust; she knew he wasn't kidding. Christie undid her seatbelt and stepped from his SUV. They were in an open parking lot, not far from the bridge but hidden by a row of trees. Streetlights bathed them in orange-coloured light; his blue vehicle looked black. There were only three other cars parked there; presu...
It was just after midday when Elvis Mutton drove into the Plymouth Hotel car park on the West Coast of New Zealand in the pink Cadillac with a white roof as personalised number plates, 'MEMPHIS'. Elvis had purchased the wreck from a junkyard in Reefton in the South Island for fifty bucks plus the cost of four new white-wall tyres. He checked in to the cheap...
Not just a touch and tickle... Marie looked at me like she couldn't believe what I was saying. "You are so blatantly innocent Janice. No wonder you have difficulty in holding onto a relationship" she groused - sounding like for the entire world she was being bullish and spiteful to me. She obviously saw the upset in my eyes saying; "Oh dear! I don't mean...
This story is dedicated to a Woman without whom there would have been no idea and no story. She knows who she is. -- Her eyes were fixed on the belt holding together his black robe. Partially it was in deference, but she also needed something to concentrate on. The cocktail of drugs she had been given in the village were making her feel light headed and i...
First story attempt, please let me know what you think. ~~~~~ The dawn of a new age for mankind started. Power still leads the world. Oddly those who run it are not of a certain creed, race, or culture. No, mankind is no more. This new age was brought on by women. The Evana as they call themselves are rulers of the Americas and quickly spreading across the...
A sharp gasp escaped Janet's mouth, as she felt the excitement and pleasure of the stroke. She could feel the cold air kissing her face, giving a perfect sensation, as a cock rammed into her pussy with an upbeat rhythm. Her hands, holding the edge of the table she was bent over, her head yanked back by a hand, tugging now and then on her perfectly tied ponyt...