There was nothing about José that made him seem particularly special to the casual observer. He in fact seemed average by nearly every obvious measure, from his height to his eye color. While perfectly ordinary, it would still be fair to say that he was described by some to be reasonably handsome. In fact, he bore a decent resemblance to Michael Aranda, if M...
"Logan... I..." "Shhhh. Don't speak." And there was another kiss. Deeper. Stronger. Logan's tongue parted Ororo's lips and swirled inside her mouth, eliciting sparks of pleasure and lust that numbed her mind. After a few seconds, she wrapped her arms around Logan's strong neck, her tongue entering the marvellous love dance. It felt like her first kiss, ma...
Chapter Ten: Sexual Surrogate "He lives," a soft voice drawled. Lucifer looked up from the large flat black scrying mirror that was mounted on his dresser and met the eyes of the woman who spoke. "Was there ever a doubt?" Lucifer asked her blandly, arching a pale golden brow. She didn't so much as walk down the stone steps of his quarters as dance down the...
Innocence Surrendered As I contemplated my helpless predicament, Peter pulled my thong panties slowly downward until they hung up on my spread thighs. Cool air tickled me between my legs. With my legs spread and ankles bound, he wouldn't be able to get my panties off the normal way. But he didn't give up. He gave a firm tug and the skimpy fabric ripped. An...
Isabel lay unconscious on the church floor. The mighty slut, so sure of herself, so imposing to the men she enoyed, her inflated ego at times maniacal, now lay in a naked heap, one soiled, sticky thigh pressed into a footleg of the altar. The men she had turned into whore-mongers were long-gone. She was crumpled flesh, a slab of exhausted fuck meat. Her cun...
With each revolution of the turntable conveyer belt in the Newport News airport's baggage claims area Lisa became increasingly convinced that the bag wasn't there. She pulled the one that had been there closer to her for assurance. The bags had gone in together and this one had come out of the chute almost immediately, she thought. Why hadn't the other one...
My name is Alicia London. Just your average woman, really. Alright, I lied. There's absolutely nothing average about me. Never had been. I guess that's why the dudes like me. That's cool because I like them to be. Who wouldn't like me? A six-foot, statuesque, large-breasted, thick-bodied, bow-legged, wide-hipped and big-bottomed woman with jet-black skin and...
It was still mostly dark in the guest room when he woke up, and that coupled with the last clinging feelings of fatigue resulted in a brief moment of confused panic. No, he knew where he was. And he had to go to the bathroom. He stood, and in his boxers snuck through the hall to the bathroom. Cool, he had remembered where it was. He did his thing, washed his...
Among the distant growls and beastly sounds now coming from the small isolated community, the grumble of a vehicle engine could be heard quickly approaching. The work lights surrounding a fenced in area near the cemetery where the ground caving in had revealed a strange forgotten structure. Headlights from the van help to reveal not only a large sinkhole, bu...
And that night he plays a memorable show, his concentration so acute, his character so life-like that the audience sits in trance. He can see individual faces among them, Adison and Victor of course, filled with love and pride for him. The American guy from the dangerous threesome, with an enraptured girl at his side. Miss Yves in her usual spot on the b...