Melinda is at it again. This six-foot, blonde-haired, blue-eyed sex freak can't keep her strap on dildo to herself! So, what's a gal to do? Melinda hits the bar scene and goes looking for sex partners. It's hard for her to find a man who's willing to take it up the ass without being gay. Melinda also has a thing for black men, but most of them don't share he...
I let my story begin twenty five years ago when I moved to the Midwest with my husband. He had been at sea pretty much constantly for most of our short married life. In the last six months he was in I lived with his parents. His father told me stories of how physical my husband got when he decided enough was enough. I had heard others tell the same thing whi...
Author's note: This story is part of a loosely connected series of stories inspired by Slyc_Willie in a thread on Lit's Authors Hangout. Read Slyc's TMA stories for a background on the Temporal Management Agency. *** "It seems to me, that as employees of the Temporal Management Agency, we ought to be able to make this slow week go faster," sighed Susan. Su...
I stood resolutely in my boss's office, with white-knuckled hands gripping the edge of his desk. "You're sending me to Iowa? Iowa? For God's sake, Hal! I said I needed time to think, not miles and miles of nothing to do," I argued. "Mia, you're going," he stated emphatically. "Hal! I'm a Reporter! What in hell is there to report in friggin' Iowa? Did som...
One of my favorite views in the world is looking up at him as I'm straddled between his legs. I like having to helplessly shimmy my way up higher until I'm somewhat upright in order to get a better look. His thick strong thighs, his huge erect cock pointed straight at me. Every ridge of his torso. The broadness of his shoulders. What a great angle, the upwar...
This is a bit different from what I've done before, but I have been thinking about this story for a very long time. There isn't much sex, so if that isn't your type of thing, then please either move on or enjoy the ride. **************************************** Prologue My name is Karoleah Gregory. I write this record with the hope that future generation...
Zac opened his eyes at the sound of the door opening and lifted his head as much as possible with his arms still tied firmly in place. When he saw who was at the door, his knees gave out, and he would have fallen to the floor if it had been possible. As it was, his loss of control only resulted in the metal bar that was keeping his legs apart digging into hi...
The woods were calm that spring day. The time of year when birds sing pretty songs - a time of beauty. The two warriors, Karn Lets Suckoff and Leo Bendoverforus, had been at war. Their ragged appearance betrayed a day of bloody hell as they wearily rode their faithful steeds down a sun soaked trail. It would not be long before the need for rest would take i...
”Welcome to the North, fellow traveller! What you see across those hills over there is the city of Zatakia, the capital of these lands. I guess you already knew that since that is your destination after all. But what you might not know is that the city is as old as the world itself and that it has seen many rulers throughout history, most of them long forgot...
You moan in frustration as the shower clicks off about a minute before you were ready for it. The damn water rationing was even more stringent in Japan than it was back home. You push your hair - longer and thicker than you were used to - out of your face and step out of the stall. You shiver as the cooler air of the bathroom assaults you and quickly towel y...