Battery Park New York City The rain drummed against his umbrella to the point that it practically drowned out all other sound. As his fingers fumbled with the key to his three-floor Brownstone, David Fenwick was aware of a car pulling up along the sidewalk. He looked over his shoulder and saw a jet-black sedan sitting there with its engine running. The re...
Rick spoke first. "Lessee—ah, here it is!" and he flipped on a flashlight, bathing the room in dim light that would have been romantic except for the storm howling outside rattling the plywood. Karen headed for the candles and lit several. Rick switched on the lantern. Nobody felt much like continuing the bridge game, but there wasn't much else to do. Every...
This is a sequel to Rope and Veil. As with that story, any mistakes or misunderstanding of the issues facing PWD communities are mine and mine alone; and I hope I don't cause offence. A key element of the story was inspired by Pascale Honore, a woman with paraplegia. Use your favourite search engine. --ooo OOO ooo -- "Alex, take me down to the sand, be m...
Julia had spent the last days of summer at this place that had always beckoned her back to the days of her childhood before her parents had divorced. And here she was once more before school began, enjoying the crash of the waves and the feel of heated sand squishing beneath her toes. As she headed into the crashing surf once more before it became too late...
Escaping from the clutches of a Parallel security force with her duplicate in tow, Mariah flees to relative safety, trying desperately to get back to her world before everything comes crashing down around her slim shoulders. ... "She took the first test, as she told us she would, and returned from it. The second test she took, she did not survive. Mariah d...
A storm from the south-west was increasing in ferocity when the commander of a naval patrol boat looked through binoculars at a 38ft yacht being tossed around by the heavy swell. He ordered the vessel be contacted by radio via the harbourmaster's office some 32 nautical miles away. "That should work if the sail lettering AV107 is a local yacht," he said t...
[pre-story]Disclaimer: All character are 18 or older Content Warnings: Chubby, BBW, unrealistic anatomy, huge breasts, big cock[/pre-story] ***** Beach Body, Part One There was something strange up ahead, a dark, formless lump lying on the sand. Joseph's pace slowed as he drew closer, until he dropped out of his jogging stride entirely, peering curiously...
Stan was getting hot. He'd been laying on the beach in a secluded cove for a while now and the glorious sun beating down out of a cloudless azure sky was working its magic on his skin. Stan couldn't remember the last time he'd felt this relaxed and as he lay there soaking it all up his mind naturally turned to the subject of sex. God he was horny! He'd come...
"Hello students and welcome to the first ranking match of this semester!" The headmistress announces from the stands, "as is the tradition; the two students with the highest win percentage from last year will be the first to battle!" I can clearly hear the crowd cheering her as I walk down the hallway that leads into the arena. As I pass under the enchanted...
Sunlight flexed and broke, rivulets of molten white running from crests and pooling in troughs of the ocean's surface. The surf lapped gently at the broad sandbar and pulled at his ankles as he trudged to the ocean side of the strip, farthest from shore. At the edge, he dropped the waterproof bag he was carrying before sitting next to it. The moon had pulled...