Sevex Dispatch Stories

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Far Pangaea 85 : Time Bomb

by SZENSEI on Mar 20, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"HOT COCOA! MORE HOT COCOA! I DEMAND HOT COCOA!" Milo Greyson had very little need for sleep but the effects of caffeine offered a different effect on him. It made his drive to work hyperactive. Like humans and their excessive abuse of caffeinated drinks to stay wired and alert Milo enjoyed hot cocoa as a stimulant to achieve goals. Let's not get started on...

V Is for Verna

by jjskylark on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 1 The secluded hilltop villa overlooking the Roman port of Ostia was almost silent except for the sound of Casio's soft leather whip striking the pliant ass cheeks of a newly acquired slave girl. The cause of the unscheduled punishment was that she had inadvertently backwashed some of his cum onto his bush instead of holding it in her mouth until sh...

A Chicago Love Story: Revelations

by rightcurve on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

This is the next part in the ACLS series and follow up to 'Impressions'. The story picks up four days after Catherine and Alex met for the first time. A little phone tag has been played between the two that was mentioned in 'Impressions' and will be in this installment as well. Catherine's mood has improved somewhat since her dour beginning at the start of '...

Heresy Bk. 02: Istvaan V

by Betrayer_of_Skalathrax on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

It is a time of legend. The armies of the Emperor of Earth have conducted a Great Crusade and conquered the galaxy, the Emperor's elite warriors crushing the myriad of alien races from history. Human supremacy has reached new heights. Gilded citadels of marble and gold have been raised to celebrate the many victories of the Emperor, triumphs held on a mi...

10-7: Field Sobriety Test

by TheHotJD on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Driving home from work at nearly two in the morning, Jen busied her mind with basic math. If she got home at three, she could be in bed at half past three, get three and a half hours of sleep, and be up at seven. Seven plus one hour to get ready would put her out of the house at eight and in the office at a little after nine. She would just have to survive o...

Penumbrials Ch. 01: Penumbra

by SciFurz on Oct 3, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Search and Rescue 'Dispatch for car six-eleven-seven.' came out of the police radio in Adalet's car. She put away the beef and lettuce sandwich she had barely taken a bite out of and picked up the microphone. 'Six-eleven-seven, Adalet here. What's up dispatch?' 'Can you assist Frazella with a drug bust? There's a couple of junkies that need to be taken in...

Linda's Late Night

by dispatcher59 on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

My wife Linda just turned 56 years old. She could pass for 40 any day. She carries her 36C tits quite well, with just a little bit of hang, and they are seldom restrained by a bra. She has great legs and an ass you just want to bite. Chestnut hair and a smile that could light up Manhattan complete the picture. We've been married about seven years, but have k...

Seven, Eight and Nine

by Millsy on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

S C E N E S E V E N . . . . . . P R I V A T E L I V E S "A blonde walks into a dry cleaners and places a dirty sweater on the counter. She asks 'how much for this?' The clerk - a little hard of hearing - looks up and says 'come again?' The blonde giggles and says 'Nooooo silly, it's just mayonnaise this time.'" "Oh man, that's awful." Mark laughed as he p...

Church Lady

by dispatcher59 on Sep 23, 2019
Erotic Couplings

I’d never been much of a church goer, though my wife rarely missed a Sunday. I went more for her, than as a believer. She’d had a couple of small strokes, and felt better if I was there with her in case she had an issue, as well as to do the driving. I’ve been a skeptic of religion since my college days, probably the result of many years of Catholic school...

The Lady in Blue Ch. 07

by Wine_Maker on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Chapter Seven: Never drink alone Hawk's point of view The gloved hand seemed to come from out of the darkness behind the door, slamming my head into the doorframe as it choked me. I fell to my knees, sprawling, my head ringing. My gun thudded heavily as it fell into the room and onto the carpeted floor. The glove was black leather. Odd how that came throug...