(Patti Cake part 3) Chapter 5 -- Femdom, Fucking and Femininity... At the end of our time spent with Ms. Walsh, I was left with a lot of questions and I wasn't sure how to deal or cope with any of it... But one thing was for certain, I was starting to see more of the old Patti bubbling back to the surface, being direct and without compromise... The whole d...
Particles of earth and trees, pushed by soft wind, were floating around Yvain as he went to wake Selt up. With the small earthquake and Nora's subsequent ominous words, he expected something with a bit more impact. Yet the current peaceful deconstruction of their environment didn't quite match his expectations. It was a bit jarring to see the ground sometime...
All characters are 18 years old or older. ***** Aftermath of the Storm Sisters: I'd never experienced a cut scene before. How cool is that? I was naked and poised between Jennifer on my left and Susan to my right. When I peeked beneath the fireproof sheets, I discovered they were naked too. I checked my HUD briefly and discovered I had leveled up and pick...
GOODBYES AND GOODLUCKS We didn't go to the spaceport. Instead, we circled around the pyramid that was the former Emperor's home and settled down next to the sleek, angular corvette that had been my prison for subjective days. As the bulky, beetle looking transport settled to the ground, Mal glanced my way from the piloting rig. "Think we can steal that?...
"Well, this is just overkill," the Hegemonic Knight said. Techne shook her head, her arms tucked over her chest as she stood next to Meetra, with Rossk and Mal both crouched over a set of controls. The controls were all analog -- and they were of Mal's design, which was why several of them were located considerably lower than many humans would have put the...
This is part 3 of a series and it is highly recommended that you read the first two parts in order to understand the characters. As usual all comments are welcomed and encouraged. *** In the ensuing months, Amy and I still went to the rugby club once a fortnight for the home game. We were acutely aware of how embarrassed we both were, when Amy bared her b...
“You’re drinking your life away.” Allan Ranker tried with out success to pull his best friend, Michael Verona, out of his self inflicted hell. Six months ago Michael had been a budding musician with the world at his feet. Today he was bordering agoraphobia, drinking like a fish, and wasting his talent writing love poems for pretentious self centered woman th...
Chapter 30 The Longest DayIt was almost 8 p.m. when they got into the rental car to leave Carla's rehab center. Shane had been curled up in the back seat, looking at her cell phone when Lauren and Carmen came out. Carmen climbed into the passenger seat. "Drink. Food. Then drink," she said. Behind the wheel, Lauren buckled her seat belt and started the car....
I kept stealing glances at my wife's tight, black yoga pants which were clinging to the contour of her ass like a second layer of skin. A thin seam in the fabric ran down her crack toward a small cameltoe hump that was just barely visible as she bent down to check the zipper of her travel bag. The pants were on the shiny side, giving her well-rounded cheeks...
Continuing the theme of trying something new, this is a completely different idea and approach to that of 'Vegas', but one that has fascinated me for some time. And in writing this, I have taken on board feedback on my first posting, which suggested a tinge of disappointment with the balance between poker and erotica... there is none of the former and the fo...