Note to reader: This is pure fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental. Names are made up by the author. ***** First-Class If you have never flown first class, let me take a moment to tell you about it. Both Muddy and I are middle-class, which means that she never had the opportunity to fly before. I did once in high school. My ba...
It was four-thirty in the early hours of Sunday morning and I was driving drunk from a birthday party. I had come off a motorway and when I think back, I was speeding around the streets on my way home, I didn't realise, how fast I was going. I remember looking at my speed when I drove down a hill, I was doing over fifty. A fox ran onto the road and I floored...
Sorry for the long delay in writing this but Georgia's life has been a bit of a roller-coaster ride recently. xxx ***** The weather was glorious. A perfect English summer's day. Cindy drove us with hood down to Totnes, a lovely and quite alternative town not far from Plymouth. On the way, we talked about everything imaginable. Politics, fashion, hairstyl...
This chapter has a lot more than the category would suggest, so check the tags if there are things you’re specifically looking for or avoiding. Thank you to everyone who favorited previous chapters and/or followed me. It’s very much appreciated. Spa chip key: Nickname: value, favor, color Clouds: 1, Touching, White Canaries: 2, Kissing, Yellow Lipsti...
CW: D/s, toys, anal, oral. *Dedicated to M, whose power over me is unique.* * "I need to see you in my office. Please come straight to see me this morning." --Liam I'm glad you signed it or I wouldn't have recognized the number. Still, my heart is in my throat. I'd taken a leap of faith last Friday and spent the entire weekend regretting it. Now the CEO...
"So did you enjoy the concert, baby?" Monika asked when we were exiting the grand auditorium. "Oh hell yes! It was fantastic! And you know what? I actually recognised the main violinist... I think we met in high school..." We stopped in the theatre lobby and I wrapped my hands around my girlfriends slim waist. Her curves are always an eye candy for me, espe...
Chapter One Hundred Seventy-Three: Sailing Away The morning came too soon, and found us standing on the Highever docks, waiting for a tender to ferry us out to the boat Fergus had booked. As I understood it, the ship was some sort of massive, ocean-going vessel usually used more for hauling cargo than guests, although we'd been assured that Alistair and I,...
(Disclaimer: This is non-profit fantasy/parody for legal adults. The author claims no ownership of copyrighted material.) ***** NABOO - 137 BBY Over a century before the Trade Federation invaded the planet, Jocasta Nu found herself flying through Naboo's swamplands in the fanciest speeder she had ever seen, messy dirty-blonde locks swirling around her...
Ann Bishop was a prison guard. Mustering out of the Army gave her a shot at the civil service, but six and a half feet of ice eyed infantry with the ability dead lift her body weight made her less than desirable for those portions of the civil service that prided themselves on the trapping of civilization. Thugs on the other hand were in demand in correction...
After the weekend of a sexual lifetime fifteen miles up a side road in northern Mississippi, the real world was about to come screaming back with a vengeance. The alarm clock beeped at six thirty, and there was a lot of work to be done. I rolled out of bed, impacting on the floor with a crash as my bad knee didn't feel like cooperating. Michelle just moaned...