I was totally wasted after performing a round of blow jobs on my friends; especially mentally. I was terrified that they would recognize me and hurt me... literally; but I must admit that my friend Chris is any girl's dream. Now that I enjoy cock, on my terms, it was a real turn on to give him a blow job. However, still, somewhere in the back of my mind, I...
The green eyed, red haired woman sat up a full minute before her alarm went off with a mixture of frustration, dread, anger and the slightest hint of excitement. Every year she spent Earth Day volunteering her time to clean up one place or another or sometimes to raise money for a good cause. When Lila had been a young girl she'd been filled with a warmth th...
Okay, so I wrote this story once and uploaded it onto here and I deleted it so that I could rewrite it! I got a lot of feedback, changed a few things and REALLY changed the storyline. So, I hope this new and improved version comes across much better and slower- I really worked hard on it! And there is the same disclaimer on this story as on the original one...
On Site The nightmares had receded. Time had helped to dim some of the memories. As soon as he had used the remote to deactivate the protective system and stepped into the camp, they flooded back full force. He was taken to another time, another world. He almost expected GMG1 Yoshita's voice over his shoulder saying, "Holy shit, Lieutenant." Yoshita was dea...
George falls in love and learns a life lesson in going green on Earth Day. George Murphy celebrated New Year's Eve, Super Bowl Sunday, St. Patrick's Day, and every weekend the same way, by guzzling cases of beer with his friends, while watching sports on his big screen TV. Able to afford the luxury, not really needing the few dollars he'd receive back from...
Closer. As they were getting closer with each passing second, the sounds of their chattering teeth grew only louder behind him, sometimes covered by their never ending wheezing. Still, he ran, away from them, into the unknown of the deserted streets. He felt it coming far ahead, the weakness in his knees, his breath getting short, his heartbeat becoming unb...
Wasted Bras and Wasted Thongs: Throbbing in the Christmas Hot Tub by Buck Maelstrom, M.D. and Miss Manners With a Whip Detective Lisa Anderson had been headed home, her mind on two weeks of Christmas leave, when the radio in her unmarked car crackled with the news. Her sleek, supple body rippled with tension at the prospect of a new crime on the verge of h...
I had begged and begged Margarite for the anniversary present I wanted most, and finally she agreed. She'd know I had a fetish for watching women puke, but she had never agreed to do it herself. But finally after weeks of begging, she decided it might be interesting to see what it was like. She had watched some of my videos- all those beautiful women emptyin...
Adam leaned on his broom and sighed. He stared off into space for a few moments, before shaking his head. That wasn't getting anything done, neither the leaning not the staring. He reached for the dust pan and shoveled the accumulated trash into it and dumped it into the trash bag beside him. He started to tie the bag closed, then decided to check the aisle...
The ice cold water hit my tired body like a thousand stinging needles as the lights went on at 6 a.m. I jumped up from the floor to finish my shower in the two minutes allotted to me by Andrea and Marko. I quickly soaped myself up and rinsed myself down knowing the clock was ticking. If I lingered more than two minutes, the door would automatically lock and...