Liz Brannigan was asleep. Her warm, naked body was curled up against him in a fetal position. She was sucking her thumb, which he found to be very endearing. Derek Talbot smiled. She looked so beautiful and innocent, like a little girl. Her shaved pubis only added to the effect. They hadn't fucked; they had made love - there was a distinction. A shadow...
The Hunter had been perched in the tree for over four hours now. Her breathing and heart rate had slowed to a crawl. She no longer felt discomfort in the muscles of her arms and legs as she clung from a high branch which afforded her an unobstructed view of the forest. The brown of her skin blended with the bark of the tree, camouflaging her. Twice, traveler...
Jack sits motionless trying not to gag from the strong smell of the odd thin man who is arguing loudly over the phone and paying little attention to the road. The language the driver is using is completely foreign to him, and Jack feels that fate has somehow placed him in this cab ride from hell. As he tries to tone out the arguing driver Jack tells himself...
It was not until her third night at sea that Isobel met the dark woman for the first time. Well, perhaps it would be more accurate to say that she merely saw the woman on the third night of the voyage; they would not actually meet until later, by which Isobel had betrayed everything she had ever believed in. On the third night of the cruise Isobel had brok...
Chapter 1: The Ragle Years Disclaimer: JAG and its characters are the property of Donald Bellisario, Paramount and CBS. All other characters are mine and fictional. Sarah I - The Ragle Years 12:37 A.M. July 1, 1989 Red Rock Mesa, Arizona Even the stars were passing judgement. Sarah lay in the chill darkness of the high desert, staring despondently at th...
His jaw ached from stretching open wide enough to suck those huge cocks, not the sort of wound he had ever considered having. He was rolling down the highway but he couldn't say where he was or where he was going. His mind was fully occupied with trying to solve why Molly had let this happen to her, and even more important, why he was unable to help her. Why...
Foreword and disclaimers: I tried to write a tale that is as faithful as possible to the series we all love. The events taking place are set after season six: the excellent Dark Willow season. In writing this story, or rather arc of stories, I tried to incorporate as much of the Buffy-verse as possible and let the storyline and characters remain as close to...
Most of Matt's friends went to Lauderdale, or Daytona, or somewhere typical for Spring Break, looking to abandon themselves in the slick, sunscreen- and alcohol-laced musk of ten thousand horny college kids in a space too small to contain them. Matt had another plan, though--he'd head down to the smaller towns, along the Atlantic Coast. Just as much sex in t...
"So Jack what are the plans for the weekend." "Probably hiking John, and yourself?" "Dude, I'm married what do you think I am going to do." "Of course, maybe I'll find some sexy thing hiking and fuck her up the arse in the jungle." "Sounds like a plan, see you buddy." After the lunch time banter with my colleague I finish my work earlier than expected....
The evening night was beautiful. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves as Candi Palmer strolled casually toward the downtown area. She was on her way to meet up with her friendly date Dave. Her thin crème colored sun dress fanned about wildly in the breeze. As always, no underwear made her body feel the freedom it needed. After her masturbation at the fitness...