I'd had a few beers too many at the summer festival, and was in dire need of facilities to make room for more beer. Or so I thought. The lines for the port-o-cans stretched endlessly, and quite frankly I wasn't sure I could wait that long to stand in a foul smelling cubicle. I wandered off the main boulevard of the street fair and down a narrow alley. Findin...
"Oh, there you are, Rawal. I was looking for you. I hope I'm not being too forward, but it occurred to me that you might want to fly the Fairchild Magnus, not just check it out. I think you've flown all of our new . . ." I walked into the room and started speaking like I'd seen nothing of what was happening in there. I was flying on instinct here. I tried t...
Coming in below radar at twelve hundred feet, the big C-130 Hercules transport was skimming over mountainous terrain at the Pakistani-Afghanistan border; lights dimmed to avoid the Stingers of the Taliban. Inside the aircraft, the two men in the darkened cockpit barely dared to breathe. This was not because they were flying over hostile territory, or because...
Since they had gotten into Monte Carlo around noon local time, Shae and Garrett slept until nine in the evening. Garrett woke up first, a little confused as to where he was. Then he remembered the long flight and them falling into bed completely exhausted. He turned onto his side and smiled, Shae was sleeping the sleep of the dead. Her hair was mussed and th...
Written in British English, unfortunately I don't have an editor so apologies for any errors I've missed. Just a naughty little short as I take a break from writing my rugby series. I love cycling. P.S. Don't be worried if I'm behind you, on your wheel. I rarely letch at someone else's arse in real life. Honest. x *** Adara watched his buttocks moving,...
Sorry this took so long to post. I had posted it a week after the last chapter but didn't realize it hadn't gotten posted due to spelling errors. That's what happens when I rush to get something out for you guys. Chapter 6 - We Were Right Damion strode swiftly into the plush suite that made his look like a dump. The carpet beneath his bare feet must be fo...
Day after day I found myself working overtime to get a number of projects caught up and then racing home to be able to join my husband and children for dinner at a reasonable hour. My racing home had resulted in two speeding tickets over a 6-week period, which was not going to help our auto insurance rates, nor help me keep my license as the points against...
This story was written for the following prompt: The succubus was able to secretly cast one last curse before being sealed away again by the party. It may look like an immodest tattoo on her pelvis, but it's actually a magic sigil that keeps her in a desperately aroused state while making her unable to cum. She's too embarrassed to get help. Contains: orgas...
Bartered Wife Series -- The Loan Shark By Subone1 Background My wife and I live in a medium size Southern city. I had been a mid-level executive in the local office of a national firm. My pay had always been good, enabling my wife to stay home and live a more or less "country club" existence. This all came crashing to an end several months ago however whe...
Chloe glanced back and forth between the road and her phone, in an attempt to divine her path. She hated driving through these sub-divisions; labyrinthine streets of identical houses spiraling into themselves or twisting away into the distance. The man she was driving to meet, who online called himself "Quietdaddy", had said in his last email "you'll know th...