For a tool shed, it could have been worse living. A small bunk had been fashioned out of some shelving. The walls were lined with rumpled, moth-eaten tapestries. The window was sealed tightly shut with grime, but allowed for a fuzzy view of the lakeside. Stacks of canned goods and jugs of lukewarm water lay scattered around the corners. A wicker chair wit...
Sam returned to the Garden of Eden the same day that she had awoken after her insanely realistic wet dream caused by a demo version of one of its products, the Fantasy Kit: Bisex Edition. However it was made and whoever made it, it had turned her night's sleep into some kind of sex simulation. Not that Sam had anything to complain about, she loved the experi...
Have you ever had one of those moments in your life where you weren't quite sure if it was a dream or not? One of those moments where everything is so perfect that it could only be a dream? Well my name is Sean, and I had one such moment; an unforgettable day, with an unforgettable woman. It started out innocent enough. I had taken a vacation for the summer...
I know, it's been a long time since my earlier submissions. That's what happens when life gets in the way. This story is the result of four things, seeing the BBC six part version of "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy"; listening to a radio commercial for a local auto parts/repair shop too many times; a recall notice for my car; and lastly, my own wishful...
The rain fell more heavily now as Charles pushed his horse toward the shelter of the overhang of the rock face he could make out lit by the flashes of lightening. He had seldom been this deep in the forest but the storms rapid arrival caused him to be separated from the rest of his party. He dismounted as he drew closer to the rocks and led his horse beneath...
THE WAY SHE IS NOW It had been ages since I last saw Delia and I was trembling with excitement to see her again after all this time. I climbed the stairs to her small flat and by the time I reached the top landing, I was breathless both from the physical exertion of climbing the stairs and the anticipation of seeing my beautiful babydoll. I collected mysel...
The pounding Jamaican sun loomed over James Bond, just obstructed enough by the shade of the palm tree under which he rested to give him a moment's reprieve, his sweaty, tanned frame resting against the torso of his lover Charlotte. James was fond of women of all kinds and shapes, as they were equally fond of him, and yet Charlotte struck a special chord in...
Hi, Rosie Webster here again. You remember last time, Carla and I enjoyed a 3some with Tabitha in Birmingham, well as a result "Underworld" picked up its first ever order from "Mystique" lingerie, and I got an invitation to go down to see Tabitha. I was uncertain as to how Carla would react to me going to see someone we had both had sex with. We were in...
Terry scanned the lithe petite young body contorting in front of him. He drank in the contours of what he would have called a perfect ass, curvaceous hips and somewhere in the supple form in front he imagined small pert breasts. He pulled down the bar to his chest as he took a deep breath and the inevitable sound of the weights lifting up then clunking down...
Author's Note: So, let me say that I am sorry that this took so long to get out. One of the problems I had was that I really wanted to get Valentina out of the area where she was. You'll notice that this is a shorter section than I normally post. My Beta Reader suggested that I break it up because it was just too big. The other part will be up shortly after...