Kim turned down the car radio as she checked the address Tanya had scribbled on the napkin. She never understood why turning down the radio would somehow magically help her find the address, but she did it anyway. It never worked, this time was no exception. The car was hot. A quick breeze through the open window gave momentary relief from the late afternoo...
The Stalker Vs The Serial Killer Chapter Three Love and Sacrifice Disclaimer. This series shows disturbing scenes of violence done to both men and women, a young woman being stalked and insights into the demented mind of a Serial Killer. You have been warned. If this type of thing is not your "cup of tea" turn back now, for those brave enough to venture...
Valentine's Day was the second busiest day of the year, I had heard, after Mother's Day. I couldn't imagine a restaurant more bustling than what I witnessed that late morning, when I arrived for work at just before 10:45, seeing a crowd of guests awaiting the opening of our doors. The business of the day kept my mind occupied, so much so that, when two doze...
She lay on her back, her legs wide as his head dipped between them. She was holding herself up on her elbows watching him eat her pussy. It was an erotic sight, especially when he rolled his eyes up to look at her. His eyes locked with her passion filled eyes; the sight so exotic she bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming, her eyes dark from passion. He...
Rojas Penthouse, Afterburn, Late Lunar Evening, Rojas Standard Time 02:00 The dusky lit palm trees on the walls swayed with intangible breezes. The moans were similar to the crashing waves in the muted horizon of the palms-high to low with soft to loud. The candles scattered around the exquisite bedroom burned bright, hot, and filled the air with scent of...
Balloons Margo basked in the sunshine, her thighs spread wide, enjoying the foot or so of thick cock throbbing inside her. "I hope this doesn't mean you intend to forgive him", said Ginnie, as archly as possible given that she was busy pleasuring herself with a 'rabbit' vibrator. She gestured with her free hand from across the solarium, her generous tits...
I'd recommend reading Chapter One to get to know these folks before proceeding on; not a requirement, just a suggestion. This Chapter contains equal parts of reality and fiction; as always the incriminating parts disguised as they should be. As always, I welcome constructive criticism, understanding that no written product is ever perfect, and that improve...
~~~ Special thanks to Strangebuddy for providing the inspiration for this story ~~~ ~~~ "Rodger Houston, I'm hearing you loud and clear up here. All systems are go. I'm going to initiate Phase 4 on your go-ahead." "Copy that Hermes III. Systems are nominal. Proceed with Phase 4." You slowly type in the last sequences into the computer. You double check e...
I blew on the top of my cup and tried to wake up. The gang gathered round for our morning coffee ritual, the eight of us meeting in the cafeteria every morning at seven on the dot. As the doors just opened we were assured the fresh hot coffee just being served. We were college students, it sustained us. I took a sip then groaned. "Coffee too hot?" Robert ask...
Edited by Nightbird Okay let's recap; in part one I told you how my dead brain was kidnapped and I was offered the chance to live again as a Bonded Immigrant on a star system one hundred and twenty-seven light years away. And I wasn't the only person who was taken this way, seems the Company; a conglomerate of several corporations has taken over a thousand...