It was almost dusk when our Roland awoke from a sleep pleasantly troubled by the images of willing girls throwing themselves at him in order to sample his skills at passion and amour. As those images slipped away, he came to consciousness aware that an extremely enjoyable sensation was taking place down by his groin. With a start he realised that he was lyi...
Brenda dropped her tray onto the table with an audible clank. "Shitty burnt eggs again," she complained. "I know we're out in the ass end of nowhere, but that just means there's no excuse for ruining good ingredients." "Can it, Brenda," said Rosanna. "Unless you think you can do better." "Yes, lieutenant," replied Brenda, standing to give her a faux curtsy...
The storm raging outside was unlike anything the village had ever experienced, almost as if the skies had been torn apart in preparation for a new flood that was to wipe out all of mankind for good. Adding to that, the fierce winds that seemed to blow from every direction of the compass and the lightning that cracked the night with their beautiful, yet scary...
Authors Note: Thank you to everyone left comments or sent me feedback about the resumption of the story. Thank you again to blunajana who offered to help me with proofreading. Taking her advice I would like to mention that I have made mention of the Poem "My Country" by Dorothea McKellar for anyone interested in this as they read. I have also used a uniquely...
The dockmaster's crew had no time to understand what was happening before they were overrun. Trotting down the ramp, octopus spawn sprung from podded humanoids, leaping onto unaware human bodies. One of dock workers tried to smash an attacking octopus with his clipboard, but missed, getting tangled up in its arms. A second octopus soon found his head, crunc...
"Another potential contender?" The tall, leggy blonde eyed her partner with open incredulity. The shorter women nodded and opened up an email account in front of her, "I know what you're thinking, but this time, I think we've got a real whopper on our hands." Janelle signed and crossed her arms. The two women were standing inside a small room that had basi...
2003: The homeless woman stared up at Solace’s window. Her bony fingers lightly gripped the handles of her ancient shopping cart, which contained her entire life. Her eyes blazed with determination. She wore a tattered tee-shirt with the phrase “Isn’t It Ironic?” emblazoned in large, red letters. Surprisingly, her jeans and sneakers were in relatively good c...
Rosanna fell in love. By day, she meets Nelson at the mall and by night, they meet at the "disco." Sometimes, she brings him back to her apartment or goes with him for a drive, and when the night catches up with them, they stay at motels, where she discovers new aspects of sexual passion. After several months of relationship, she misses him, since more tha...
Prequel Rosanna is a young secretary at a telecommunications company. During the day, she is punctual and responsible, but in her spare time, she loves to party. One weekend evening, she went with a small group of her friends to a club, on the prowl. They are all attractive, but they don't have Rosanna's looks. She is 5' 7" or 1.7m tall, slender, redheaded...
This actually happened to me today, and was so hot I just HAD to share it. About me: I'm 27, 5'5". I have red hair and light blue eyes. 34/B cup, and I'm always perfectly shaved. I'm not super skinny, but in no means heavy. Just average shape and size, (137 lbs., last I checked.)I have a "bubble butt" that even my gay guy friends stare at and continuousl...