About an hour after the explosion our recreation officer gave me a list of the living and the dead; George was among the living. I asked Louis where he was. Our recreation officer told me he was in his cabin. After looking over the list I dismissed Louis with an order to find an appropriate movie or some other suitable program to put on over stations four an...
My job on that cattle drive had been simple. I was the hired gun. Oh it wasn't as obvious as the times I had been hired on to kill specific people. Nonetheless it was my position. The scout was an Indian and damned good at his job. My job was to ride along with him and make sure nobody killed him. I was also expected to hunt down rustlers. It would be nice i...
"Kiss her!" Dave urged softly, enthusiastically. "Oh fuck, yeah! Kiss her, Baby!" Obeying Dave's lusty exhortation, I mashed my lipstick covered lips to Amy's, and slid my spearing tongue deep inside the petite blonde's sweet, hot mouth. "Damn!" I heard Rick exclaim loudly. "That's so fucking hot. It's almost like seeing sisters making out or something."...
The sun was shining brightly through the window on three naked people in bed together -- all of us with headaches. It's Friday morning and I'm laying in bed with my forty-year-old wife and my best friend, who has been fucking my wife since he got here yesterday. This unlikely story began when I brought my wife up to a cabin on Lake Kabetogama in northern Mi...
Until the Board of Adjustment decided her father was dead, Timura Nelaji had been an ordinary student at Miss Turulov's Finishing School. The young lynx attended classes, fantasized about the handsome tiger that taught geography, and gossiped just like all the other furs at Miss Turulov's. And if she enjoyed with unusual vigor the extra-curricular activities...
This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are 18 or over. ***** An encounter of a different kind. ***** Aurora quickly settled into the passage, leaving the last few days of drama and excitement behind. With Beck at the helm, Watson sat huddled over his battered old silver laptop, pursuing a storyline utterly mundane compared to the past few day...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Chapter 1 Xandra sat down on the rusting roof and sighed, tonight was the last night for yet another year where she could roam freely looking for that one man she could be with and not kill him of course. She sighed again as she thought that it was the worst part of her job, she could never have a meaningful relationship. But at least she wasn't emotionall...
The chronological order of my stories to read is: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, Case of the Executed Evangelist series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10. The Murdered Football Player, Ch. 01 Feedback and constructive criticism i...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...