Sgt. Ranier Braddock was a hard man. Too short for my tastes, appealingly layered with thick muscles though, and he would have been an interesting specimen. But he was also an asshole. He passed his first day of interrogation simply giving me his name, rank and serial number, no matter how I enticed him. At the same time, I was having trouble with Agent Wil...
I met him in a local bar. I was having a quiet lunch and a beer with the Saturday paper, looking forward to spending the rest of the weekend alone. I had no plans. Or, at least, all I was planning to do for the weekend was relax and enjoy being alone, with no chores to do and no appointments to keep. "Excuse me – can I borrow your lighter, please?" I look...
A homeless hobo is snatched off the street... but is everything the way it seems? It gets crazy-weird from this point on. The concrete is hard and cold. A relentless numbing chill that oozes up sucking the warmth from my shapeless huddle of Oxfam overcoats and tented last week's 'Observer' wrap-arounds. Sleep comes in bursts of icy dream and neon nightma...
Two months ago I thought I was the most sexually deprived male in this city. Even though it effected only two people wasn't the point. The other one it affected is under me at the present moment with my ten inch cock rove up her and she couldn't be happier. Neither could I, for she was the best piece of pussy I have ever had. It all started when Greg, Marge...
Introduction: Someone here on Literotica mailed me and asked if I could write about a billionaire. Others said they liked my Sheikh stories. Someone else reviewed my earlier stories and claimed they were degrading and using the F-word way too much. So this time I want to try to write an old fashioned romance story with no sex scenes (at least not in the begi...
Chapter 02. A better view in the yard: After work on Friday, Roslyn pulled into her long driveway and saw Mr. Wilbur's car and him standing beside what seemed to Roslyn to be a small amount of lumber. She got out of her car, and said, "Hi Mr. Wilbur. I see the lumber arrived. Is that all there is?" "Good afternoon, lovely lady," he said, as he smiled and c...
USS Surefoot-A, Deck 2 Fore, Captain's Ready Room, Stardate 49684.35: Hrelle caught the intriguing scent as his temporary First Officer brought him his morning cup. He closed his eyes, leaned forward and breathed in deeply, his snout twitching. "Spice... pumpkin, Vulcan or possibly Andorian... and a Betazoid syrup topping, I think; it has that heavy, fragra...
We spent the day with Grant, a handsome stranger we'd met at the marina. We chatted with him a little telling him we wanted to rent a boat but they'd all been rented. He suggested we join him offering to take us out on his boat. It was a great day and we explored the area stopping at a few beaches along the way. Grant was charming and sexy, an older man who...
"Delicate, gentle, and sweet" were words used to describe the Persian-derived name of Shireen, and they all applied to Shireen Chow, a vision of loveliness. She was of half-Chinese and half-Japanese descent and had inherited the finest qualities of her Asian ancestries. Her fragile oval face was dominated by captivating rounded sparkling-brown eyes that wer...
Consolidation [weeks 3 & 4] In the space of two weeks the Latex Club had generated a sizable squad of converts. So over the next couple of weeks we took some care to cut a low profile: "nothing to see here," sort of thing. Except rude sex, of course. Those of us least human in appearance - that is to say Clyde, Elfie, the Maxettes, and I - stayed out o...