This is a work of fiction. Any correlation with real people or events is purely happenstance. I am trying to write in a slightly different style please forgive my amateur attempt. I hope the third person mind hopping is not confusing. ***************************************************************************************** She opened the door to her interv...
Despite no-one living in it, the apartment was neat and well-furnished, with a wide-screen TV affixed to the wall opposite a comfy couch. Next to the window was a desk, from which you could look out into the street below and in the bedroom was made-up bed. It had seen plenty of use as the members of the A-team had practiced their anal technique on a successi...
Author's note: This is a story based on Pretty Little Liars and takes place during Series 5, at which point all the characters are 18 or over. ***** Alison DiLaurentis bit her lip as the cutest ass in Rosewood wiggled in front of her. Not that there had been an official poll or anything, but in her admittedly biased opinion the top five asses in Rosewood w...
"How ironic. That's the song that was playing the night you proposed to me. Do you remember?" "Kendall, I don't want to talk about this. It's over, okay? There's just nothing more to say." The song continued to play even as he got up to leave. She sat there listening, numb to the world. "As free as the wind And hopefully learning Why the sea on the tide...
I'm lying in the bed of a man who picked me up outside a gay bar a few hours ago, listening to the sounds of his gentle, contented sleep. Contented from my having given him delicious head, contented from having fucked me with my stockinged legs wrapped around his shoulders. I'm lying here, looking at the trail of clothing that marks our evening: my strap-y h...
Downstairs I was delighted to find a message at the main desk from my old football owners here in town that they would be delighted to join us for dinner tonight, along with a few friends. They had suggested an excellent Italian restaurant, one of the best on the downtown side of North Beach and I called them back to confirm that we would be there. Also, i...
Sixth Albert had been sent to the room. He had been there for almost two hours. It didn't seem fair that his wife Zofia was still mingling with the others at the party. But she was insistent that he get them a room, well that was not true; Albert had to pay for adjoining rooms. When he had obtained the keys he had given them to Zofia. She had given him one...
After awakening in a room and after being forced to undress and be cavity searched by a mysterious woman known only as 'Warden', Martin is placed into handcuffs. Warden ushered Martin forward and out of the room and then closed the door behind them. Martin was now entering the unknown, cuffed, naked and bare for all to see. "Ok, Martin," Warden said, as sh...
Martin had just experienced the punishment chair which was the worst experience of his life. He would do anything to avoid this again. Obey all orders. Not attempt escape. He knows he must just try to see this though. Warden took Martin outside to head to his 'quarters' so he could eat and sleep. They both headed across to a new building that Martin had ne...
This story is the fifth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures, based on the characters in the early Batman comics and the sixties TV series, in which Barbara Gordon's relationships with all those around her, continue to develop, at the same time as the Dark Damsel manages to get herself into all sorts of tricky, sexually explosive situations. My thanks...