"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking!" ( . )( . ) ( . )( . ) ( . )( . ) ( . )( . ) ( . )( . ) ( . )( . ) Episode 9 In Which Eric and Jackie Confront Para(ab)normal Tits The young couple snuggled in bed, resting after a typically gymnastic session of fucking and sucking. Jackie couldn't yet believe how long Eric could last while pushing and pounding...
CHAPTER 1 Radio talkback host James Froggatt ran the 1:00 am to 5:00 am 'Sleepless in Orion Show' transmitted by an obscure radio station in Indiana, well north of Indianapolis. After finishing that shift on this day he understandably yawned his way through the early morning emergency meeting called by station manager Doug Hart. Personnel were asked to take...
My first four stories have been presented in chronological order. This one skips ahead about a year, but I felt I had to write it now. I was a pro domme, and Peter had been my sub, but our relationship had grown more complicated over time. Peter and I had been fucking and sessioning for a while, and the line between the two was blurring. Whatever it was w...
(Chapter 17) "Playground of Delights" (circa-1986) When he told his brother Frank he was going on holiday to Spain with his friend Chris Hall he wasn't surprised to see him in the departure lounge at Newcastle Airport but he didn't expect to see him carrying his seen-better-days forces suitcase. The roar of the Rolls Royce engines in reverse thrust and th...
Max should have known this vacation was too good to be true. He kicked his tennis shoes against the trunk of a fat old tree to get some of the dried mud off. Interdimensional travel packages were new, and never this cheap. Guess he got what he paid for, lost out in the middle of the sticks, his guide having not shown up yet. He checked the clock on his smart...
This story is a sequel to my story "Outside the Arena", which leads directly into this so it'd be best if you read it! This story is contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. This is in no way connected with the subject. Don't use this without my permission. Now, on with the story! * Standing in the bar, he listened to th...
FIRST CONTACT Oedipus "Fast Eddie" Cronejammer felt the icy wind against his neck as he waited for the transport vehicle. So far he had waited 20 minutes, and nothing. He leaned back against the side of the deserted shop, which was composed of crumbling red bricks and a broken picture window featuring decapitated manikins - in other words about what you mig...
Chapter Three. The next days were like rudderless ships. He went to work and did what was needed, but there was no passion, no interest. The comments on his peeling nose and burnt ear-rims died down and everything seemed back to normal -- ah well, except for him, of course. He knew he'd been changed and he didn't think he'd ever change back. On the morning...
Nicole pounded on the bedroom door, the sound slightly muted by her cut-off black leather gloves. "Come on Prudence! How long does it take to put on the same damn 'Nerd Girl' costume you wear every year?" She pulled a plastic night stick from a wide belt slung loosely around her hips, rattling a pair of toy handcuffs clipped on to accessorize her 'Officer...
Daryl craned his face upward, breathing deeper than he had in a long time. It was shaping up to be a beautiful Virgina autumn... the colors of the trees reflected in his eyes as he opened them, now attentive to the sound of snarling. Daryl focused in on the sound. A walker, snarling softly, approached from his right. In one fluid motion, Daryl swung his belo...