Author's note: Although I am not allowing public comments, I do appreciate feedback, positive or negative... I just got sick of people who post anonymous comments about how a story violates their moral code. If you like it or have some advice on how to make it better, let me know. ********** "Are you ready for your turn?" Cam said to Katie. He and Aaron ha...
Having explored the Cruise Liner and discovering no life on board Sabbath Black and the Angel version of Cameron Scott albeit most likely of darkened aspirations found quarters. Cam led her to what was referred to as the Palace. Essentially the Presidential Suite in the memory of a certain Mouse Creator. Luxury at it's finest. Even in the faded light both co...
Harley gasped as her brother in law walked into the kitchen. As he was still technically on duty, he was dressed in his uniform. He had called in quickly on his lunch break to drop off a book he'd borrowed. "Cuppa?" Asked Harley, recovering quickly. Dan checked his watch. "Yeah go on, I've got time for a quick one." Harley busied herself making tea, glan...
As dawn lit up the horizon Jack and his band entered the Ganthorian craft to lick their wounds. Met by Ruby, Greta, and James the group attempt to soothe each others nerves. Noting Sophia Ridge trudging up the ramp like a guy Ruby winces. "What the heck happened out there? Sophia looks normal." "I'm not normal Dammit! Somebody get me a shirt already." Rub...
There are two or three chapters of this story which are "flashbacks" to an earlier time and place. I have used the chapter titles to indicate any change in timeline. I hope this does not confuse the reader. This story was edited by ErikThread, Mostera1, and Jerry@EditSol with my thanks. Any errors are mine alone. ***** Chapter 1 May 16, 2013 Cove Road,...
Sixty three miles from the Ganthorian starship rested a Ukrainian Oil Tanker called the Velchek, grounded for the last six years. Sailing right out of 2013 into whatever year this Godforsaken land boasted. It's crew turned Vampire within weeks of their disastrous arrival. Oil seeping out in a rupture and staining the desert floor. From a good distance the gr...
This is the last chapter. I hope you enjoyed reading the series as much as I did writing it. Thank you so much for following my story and for all your support. Don't forget to vote and comment. Cam-- "Dude who is she? I can't believe I haven't gotten it out of you; you can't keep a secret to save your life." Bobby was right; it was quite the miracle tha...
Here I am face down on the duvet and with my butt in the air, feeling that I am on the verge of an orgasm. Yet I am alone and I have not began to touch myself. It is the most amazing feeling I have ever experienced. I will try to explain why it is happening to me…. My interest in lingerie began way back as a teenager. I remember being on a crowded bus, sitt...
Being a 23 year old female, slim, lovely B cup breast, great body to match and it being such a lovely day, I should have been at the beach in my tiny bikini getting a lovely tan. But my dam car was at the garage getting fix, so I was stuck at home for the day Watching TV on a boring Sunday afternoon was not my idea of fun but what's a girl to do when she is...
I actually did get wet just reading the description online: I love this "little visitor" to my clitoris. Women know that the 'hotspot' is just a little to the right or left of the hooded head of our pleasure zone and this little instrument was like a homing beacon to 'the target.' I wet myself just looking at the picture and thinking about what it was like...