This story is about an unacceptable circumstance that arose in my marriage and workplace, not a damaged drone. It's about what some people think that they can get away with if you act pleasant and charming most of your life; and how they can be so misguided as to think that. I'm Amy Stone, nee Brach, a reasonably intelligent, reasonably attractive woman in...
Chapter four. Do you Rick, take this woman as your Mistress The kiss had us both aroused, my throbbing cock matched by the hard stubs pressing against my chest. As she broke the kiss gasping, I stepped back and to the side to bend and lift her up. She cuddled to me, her hands snaking around my neck as I carried her to the shower. She hugged me to her as I...
What a dump, Abraham Russell thought as he glanced around the reception area. It was how he'd expected it, to be honest—naff in a cheap kind of way. They'd made an attempt to make it look sensual and erotic, but overall the effect was more Blackpool than burlesque. Stylish photos of scantily-clad models from the sixties and seventies were placed on the walls...
It was a black night, the lone source of light came from two neon green lights seemingly floating across the field. The lights weren't floating though, they were walking mounted to the head of if not the world's most famous "archeologist" certainly it's most lusted after. She normally didn't care much in the way of equipment, a pair of pistols and enough amm...
My apologies to those who read an earlier version of this that I uploaded prematurely. I hope knowing the story won't spoil your enjoyment of this version. *** When Debbie got up to speak, she spotted Craig straight away. The tiny little bit of eye contact they had as she walked on stage almost startled her. Who was this guy? He was so focussed on her, s...
Jungle fever. That's what everybody thinks when they see us together. As if sex is the only thing in the minds of Black men and White women when we get together. Well, as someone in such a relationship I resent that. My name is Anne-Marie Longueil. I was born and raised in the City of Trois-Rivieres in the Province of Quebec. My world changed when I moved to...
Virtual Realities: Pokemon Diamond/Pearl Episode 8: The French Feast By Deathlynx Disclaimer: this story is a work of fiction based on the characters in the video game: Pokemon: Diamond/Pearl. I make no claims of ownership towards these characters, only the twisted things they do in this story belong to me. If you find this story on any site except Literoti...
I was blissfully enveloped in my "happy place." Most people's thoughts go to their "happy place" in time of desperate need to relieve the stresses of their normal workaday lives. But, I'm one of the lucky ones. I get to live in my "happy place" whenever I want. I spent the first half of my career positioning myself for my current lifestyle. I have my own...
FIRST CONTACT Oedipus "Fast Eddie" Cronejammer felt the icy wind against his neck as he waited for the transport vehicle. So far he had waited 20 minutes, and nothing. He leaned back against the side of the deserted shop, which was composed of crumbling red bricks and a broken picture window featuring decapitated manikins - in other words about what you mig...
There's a point where things change: the hunter can lose a part of himself in the hunt. He learns things, and maybe changes. When what he learns does not conform with the vision of himself, the hunter becomes the hunted. ----- "Hello," I say as she walks into the computer lab at that hurried pace she uses. It is not a quicker pace like most people, but a l...