Planet Luntanu, Alpha Squad Campsite, 0810 Hours: Alpha Squad was dismantling the campsite, disposing of their trash and packing up the shelters and equipment for their storage back on the shuttle. Giles hefted one of the heating units, grunting as he quipped, "I think we're taking back more than we brought with us." "That is very true, Friend Giles," Kit...
This is a comment I left on a different site's user profile who rendered a picture of Lisa humiliating Marie Rose by sitting on her face and rubbing her ass in it in response to another user. Yummy yummy ass cake for celebrating a victory. Yeah, yeah, I'm sure unless she's dressed up as La Mariposa, she won't be that overconfident or into BDSM. Just imagine...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is NOT an erotic story. *** Catriona Hamsun blinks and screws her eyes tight. Chrissake. It's morning, maybe even afternoon, and the sun is shining through a broken pane of glass up there in the roof - right into her eyes, a Gestapo desk-lamp. She should feel good about this. Isn't sunlight supposed to cheer you up? Catriona is fairly...
He stopped as he looked in the open doorway to where the man had his wife naked. The man was between her leg's facing her harder than I had ever had sex with her. How could this have happened. I was the sort of husband that all our friends said they would like to be like. I gave Mary everything that she could have asked for. And here she was cheating on me....
Planet Luntanu, 1400 Hours Local Time: Kit stopped for a fourth time that hour, excused himself, carefully set down his equipment, stepped to one side, bent over and vomited into the nearest bushes. Giles looked away, but Eydiir approached. "I told you to stop eating the native insects." From his hunched over position, the Qarari raised his head to answer...
***This story contains scenes of horror violence... reader discretion is advised... *** Tokyo was the front page news that no one knew anything about, after a catastrophic blast inside the city and the initial reports of a contagion, the country became an information dead zone. With my lucky stars though I negotiated my way into being the only reporter to...
I'm really proud of my cyclocross touring bike, Annie. She's a trucker with knobbly 2" tires, steel frame, and a sturdy rear rack and pannier. I've had her since I moved out to the Seattle suburbs and I've used her on any number of rides in the region. This is a travelogue of when I picked out an early summer Saturday for a very special ride with Annie. Be...
"Where are you going, love, I've just begun with you," I whispered as I pushed her back down on the bed. "Sarah, I've got to pee, I've been drinking all night, I have to go." I was not going to let her go so easily, I was now really warmed up. I was going to have a monster come, I promised myself. I lay myself down on my back, wriggled out of my panties an...
It had been sometime since my beautiful mistress had placed a collar around my neck and that of my new 'sister' Sarah. I had effectively given up my work, however the money raised by an app I had created kept nicely filling my bank account as I toiled for Hilary as an unpaid stable hand and slave. You see I was no longer Claire Fullerton, systems analyst an...
Chapter 48. It was around 2 O'clock in the AM: Shift work coupled with snow made Jack later than usual getting home - not to mention the blisters on his ass-hole that caused walking to pose a real bind to his getting around lately. Mary was sleeping: Zonked-out on pills and booze. They hadn't talked that much since the incident, and there was a large, cold,...