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They lay together on the sullied sheets, sweet exhaustion overtaking them, their bodies drenched with stale sweat and sticky fluids. Cooper lifted his head, peering around the room. It looked like a bomb had gone off. The shower cubicle had been reduced to a pile of broken glass, seemingly every table and chair upturned, silk drapes, and elaborate tapestries torn from the walls. There were furrows in the carpet left by claws, shattered vials and decanters, the torn mattress stained with wine...
The Timberwolf pulled away from the crawler, Mizi watching the massive vehicle diminish on the video feed from the rear cameras. She had gotten to see both the crawler and the Yagda up close, and she had chatted incessantly about the latter for a good two hours when they had returned to the convoy. They had taken some time to rest up and refuel, and now they were heading West under new orders. “Let’s keep the speed up, Mizi,” Ben advised as he checked the satellite map. “We’ve received the...
“New orders coming through,” Ben said, his eyes focused on his display as Mizi drove them across the dunes. “Got a report about what happened with the Rask ambush that we warned them about last night, too.” “How did they fare?” Lozka asked. “Did they repel the attack?” “Yes, but ... God damn. Looks like the Rask bombarded the Coalition lines before launching their assault. They hit them hard with what Fleetcom thinks was Naval artillery and ballistic missiles. Nothing too accurate, but they...
“Looks like your guys had a bad time,” Cooper muttered, peering out of the slatted windows of the conning tower as the convoy of crawlers trundled across the battlefield. The East Gate looked like the surface of fucking Mars. There were blasted craters everywhere, the storm whipping up clouds of dust, the haze that choked the sky diffusing the sunlight to give everything a sepia tone. Here and there, he could make out the ruins of a bunker or the wreck of a disabled vehicle, some of them...
“Wake up,” a gruff voice said, its rolling accent unfamiliar. Something hit Cooper in the shoulder, rousing him, and he slowly opened his eyes. He had a monster headache, and there was the metallic taste of blood in his mouth, his blurry vision gradually coming into focus as he blinked groggily. Where was he? He couldn’t remember what had happened. Most of his gear was gone, and his helmet had been removed. He was sat on a bench in a dingy troop bay, surrounded by tall, shadowy figures. The...
“I can’t see shit,” Cooper complained, peering through his scope as he cycled through view modes using the bulky switches on his console. FLIR, infrared, night vision. Nothing could penetrate the swirling sand that choked the air. “If this is going to go down like the ambush in the massif, then it’s gonna be like shooting clay pigeons,” the Sergeant replied. “The Rask threw everything they had at us, and they barely scratched our paint.” “Yeah, well we don’t want to let them surround us...
“What the fuck is this?” Cooper asked, lifting his spoon and watching the soupy, lump mess slough back into the metal bowl. The aliens had brought him a meal in his cell, and it looked like chunky vomit, an off-putting beige in color. The guard outside his door turned to glare at him through the bars, her yellow eyes shining in the gloom. “You do not cooperate, and so you get offcuts, interloper.” “Define offcuts,” he grumbled, stirring the mess around. With only one arm, he couldn’t hold...
We will now relate what was passing in the house of the king's attorney after the departure of Madame Danglars and her daughter, and during the time of the conversation between Maximilian and Valentine, which we have just detailed. M. de Villefort entered his father's room, followed by Madame de Villefort. Both of the visitors, after saluting the old man and speaking to Barrois, a faithful servant, who had been twenty-five years in his service, took their places on either side of the...
Hoff placed the plastic explosive on the roof of the tunnel, gingerly pushing the detonator transceiver into the clay-like lump. He tapped at his wrist computer, syncing the device to his system, then gave Brenner a thumbs-up. “We’re good to go, LT. Don’t know how sturdy this tunnel is, though. Whole fucking thing might come down on us.” “The map has been ... reasonably accurate so far,” Song added, examining the holographic readout on his display. “We should be right beneath the basement...
I was visiting friends in Germany, a couple that had a small house and no guestroom or extra beds and I felt a little to old to camp out in the livingroom on an airmatras. Luckily there was a hotel nearby where I could sleep for a very reasonable price for a couple of nights. The hotel was quite fancy and breakfast was included, every morning there was a rich buffet which I gladly used to cure any hangovers I had.Every morning I saw the same staff, one of which was a slim girl with short dark...
“Still no contact from the Landslide?” Korbaz asked, leaning over the holographic table as she examined the crawler’s last known location. “No, Admiral,” the Crewmaster replied. He seemed on-edge, his tail whipping back and forth behind him as he shifted his weight from foot to foot. She had to admit that recent events had shaken her own confidence, too, something that she had previously considered to be unwavering. “Vitza,” she continued, the engineer straightening when he heard his name...
“Got it,” Song said, his voice crackling over the helmet’s ad-hoc. “Transmitting Matriarchy encryption keys back to Fleetcom. Next time any of the crawlers send a transmission, we’ll know about it. I can also extrapolate their course from the log files in the comms buffer, that should give us an idea of where the others are.” “Good work, Song,” Brenner replied. He was standing on the deck of the captured crawler, which they now knew to be named ‘Landslide’, peering out over the dunes as the...
Two days after, a considerable crowd was assembled, towards ten o'clock in the morning, around the door of M. de Villefort's house, and a long file of mourning-coaches and private carriages extended along the Faubourg Saint-Honore and the Rue de la Pepiniere. Among them was one of a very singular form, which appeared to have come from a distance. It was a kind of covered wagon, painted black, and was one of the first to arrive. Inquiry was made, and it was ascertained that, by a strange...
The Courser drifted idly, Borealis little more than a sand-colored marble hanging against the inky backdrop of space, lit by the glow of its parent stars. At such a great distance, the swirls of white clouds, and the shimmering of its blue lakes were almost impossible to make out with the naked eye. Well, naked was perhaps not the best description of Lieutenant Brenner’s eyes. He had lost his organics long ago, seared away by Bug plasma weapons, his organs replaced with prosthetic...
Korbaz gazed out of the slatted window of the conning tower, her furry hands clasped behind her back as she watched the windblown sand tear at the deck of the Wildfire. The command crawler was a little more luxurious than the battleship that she had previously toured. The majority of its deck was taken up by hab modules that practically formed a small settlement atop the vehicle, providing housing for her and her crew. There were barracks, officer’s quarters, even a small banquet hall where...
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SEXTEEN SASKIA SWEET SLY SLOW SEDUCTIVE STARTSASKIA SHOWS SHYLY SUBMISSIVE SEXUAL SLAVERY : Sweet Saskia Ven (Overveen) Secretly She Studies SEXUOLOGYShe Seeks Self-SustainingSstaying-place - Still: She & Sibling-sisShe's Seen See-Swim Slow Strandbad Bloemendaal (Flowervale)She's Secretly Full-Nude Bare-Back Maning Mare @ Dunes Dusk ===================================================SEXTEEN SASKIA SHOWS SLOW SEXY SHOT IN THE WOODSSEXTEEN SASKIA SHOWS SLOW SEXY SHOOT IN THE WOODSHYLY SHE...
Taming Saskia.The heat was stifling, the fan over my bed turned lazily barely disturbing the flies jostling for the best places to sit along its rusting blades."James darling, how are you?" Sarah asked with impressively convincing compassion as she swept into the room.I raised myself up "Not so bad," I managed to say before my strength ebbed and I fell back"Oh, dear, you look so ill, I'll send for the nurse." she replied with a barely repressed smile.I cursed my luck, absolutely typical that I...
Korbaz awoke to the Crewmaster’s snoring, his scarred torso on display as he lay on the bed beside her, his lower body partially covered by the sheets. She immediately felt a pang of disappointment. When she had invited him to her quarters, she had wanted to fight, to get her juices flowing before a night of violent passion. Blood was an aphrodisiac to her people, lovemaking should be treated the same as warfare, the winners and losers decided through a savage bout. Instead, he had acquiesced...
Ben was awoken by the smell of cooking food, slowly opening his eyes. The light strips on the ceiling had been turned back on, and the monitors in the cab were now displaying sunlight that was being filtered through the sandstorm outside. It must be morning. Mizi was still nestled in his arms, he could feel the slow rise and fall of her chest. They were lying together on the deck now, wrapped up in the sleeping bag, but Lozka was missing. He soon spotted the Araxie, she was heating some...
'SUMMER SEX SCHOOL' IS INITIATED INTERNATIONALLY IN 'AMSTERDAM'S "AMOUR" ACADEMY':SHORT-HAIRED SMALL-BREASTED BRUNETTE BELLE SEDUCTIVE - SHYLY SUBMISSIVE - SASKIASASKIA SHOWS SERIOUS SOCIOLOGICAL SEX-STUDENT STUDIES IN INTIMATE INTERROGATION=================================================================================SASKIA SWEETLY SUBMITS - JUICY JOSÉE JUMPS TO THE TEASING OPEN OCCASION TO TEACH:"SASKIA SUBMIT SWEETLY AS OUR BITCH ON ALL FOURS - I'LL WALK YOU AROUND OUR HOUSE" SASKIA...
SEXTEEN SASKIA SWEET SLY SLOW SEDUCTIVE STARTSASKIA SHOWS SHYLY SUBMISSIVE SEXUAL SLAVERY : Sweet Saskia Ven - Overveen - Secretly she studies SexuologyShe seeks self-sustaining staying-place - Still: She & Sibling-sisShe's seen see-swimming Strandbad Bloemendaal (Flowervale)She's secretly fully-nude bare-back riding her mare - Dunes dusk ====================================================SEXTEEN SASKIA SHOWS SLOW SEXY SHOOT IN THE WOODSHYLY SHE SWIFTLY SWITCHES SEARCHED SEXY SUBJECT SHE...
'SUMMER SEX SCHOOL' IS INITIATED INTERNATIONALLY IN 'AMSTERDAM'S "AMOUR" ACADEMY':SHORT-HAIRED SMALL-BREASTED BRUNETTE BELLE SEDUCTIVE - SHYLY SUBMISSIVE - SASKIASASKIA SHOWS SERIOUS SOCIOLOGICAL SEX-STUDENT STUDIES IN INTIMATE INTERROGATION================================================================================SEDUCTIVE SWEET SEX-STUDENT SASKIA SUBMITS SEXUAL SEXPERIMENTS AT A'DAMS 'A.A.A.': ================================================================================SASKIA SHOWS...
Saskia still shivers from coming, while her mind makes loops of all the lust and love, which have happened to her.She had this perfect plan to seduce me, which turned sour, or sweet? She isn't sure yet, but in fact she surrendered.Saskia is happy to be his sub and even enjoyed to eat out some woman for the very first time! She wonders whom?She suddenly feels shy and ashamed, as I remove the blindfold and she looks up, seeing Stella's triumphant smile. Saskia is completely confused! She had hot...
SWEET SEX STUDENT SASKIA IS SWEET SEXTEEN SUBMISSIVE SEXUALLY SERVING US@ 'EEII' CASTING COUCH OF OUR 'EXPERIMENTAL EROTICS INTERNATIONAL INSTITUTE'SASKIA APPLIES AS 'SEX STUDENT' FOR HER 1ST 'INTIMATE INSPECTION & INTERVIEW'SHE SUCCESFULLY PASSES FIRST TEST OF MASTURBATING FOR PROFESSOR PETER! BLOWS HIS MANHOOD WITH HELP OF HER HOT HAND MILKING HIS MIGHTY MANHOODSECONDLY SHE SUCKS TILL SUFFOCATING HER HER FIRST TRY TO DO DEEP-THROATSASKIA CONFESSES SHE HAS SEVERAL TIMES A WEEK SEX WITH HER...
SEXTEEN SASKIA SWEET SLY SLOW SEDUCTIVE STARTSASKIA SHOWS SHYLY SUBMISSIVE SEXUAL SLAVERY : Sweet Saskia Ven - Overveen - Secretly she studies SexuologyShe seeks self-sustaining staying-place - Still: She & Sibling-sisShe's seen see-swimming Strandbad Bloemendaal (Flowervale)She's secretly fully-nude bare-back riding her mare - Dunes dusk ===================================================SASKIA SEXTEEN SUNBATHING SENSUALLY @ STRANDBAD :SHE'S SWEET SMART SLIM SMILING BOTH ABOVE AS...
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Voyeur Porn SitesThe Real Stepford Wives: Lizzie's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is a prequel to my prior story, "The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story". Both stories are based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Sophia, along with some of the characters in the other two stories make cameo appearances here. *************************************** I...
“Did you learn anything from the human?” the Crewmaster asked, Korbaz pausing to take a sip of her drink before replying. They were lounging in one of the common rooms, sitting atop a pile of silk cushions as their attendants brought them refreshments. “Only that I hate the little bastard,” she snarled. “He’s smarter than he looks, it’s going to take more prying to get anything useful out of him. I’m hoping that spending a night alone in his cell may have loosened his sharp tongue enough for...
Cooper watched from behind the bars of his cage as Korbaz came stumbling into her quarters, a crystal decanter of what looked like wine clasped tightly in one of her furry hands. She was off-balance, her cheeks flushed pink. Was she drunk? He had been sitting in his cell below deck, minding his own business, when two guards had brought him up to her room and tossed him into the cage. He’d been expecting another attempt at seduction, but something was off. She made her way over to her bed,...
The Real Stepford Wives - Vicky's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This is my third entry in the Stepford Series. This story is a prequel to my prior story, "The Real Stepford Wives: Lizzie's Story". Both stories are based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Lizzie, along with some of the characters in the original two stories make cameo appearances...
The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Some of the characters in those stories make cameo appearances here. ********************** I was four years into my career as a Big Four accountant. Two years ago, I had been promoted to senior associate and was hopeful about...
Introduction: Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron get lost in the forbiden forest and finaly let their feeling for each other show. Ron and Hermione were strolling around the black lake, they werent actually dating but they were doing all the normal couples stuff except for the kissing and sex. They saw two people in the distance walking towards them. Is that Harry and Ginny Hermione asked. The red hair was unmistakeable and ten minutes later they sat down on the bank as Harry and Ginny (who were...
As we walked up a particularly long and steep hill, my dad changed the conversation to something I was not expecting. ?Adam, today we?re not just going to be walking.? He started to explain. ?What do you mean by that?? I asked quite curiously. ?You?re seventeen in less than a month and you?re still whipped on that Saskia girl. We need to get you over this, so I?ve arranged a little surprise for you..? I thought this over for the next couple of minutes. I?d liked this girl since the end of my...
It was a bright early morning and I had just walked out the door with my father for a long walk. We did this often over school holidays but I hadn’t been going with lately since I’d been going to parties nearly every evening and sleeping over at most to ensure that my mother wouldn’t arrive at whatever time to find me dancing naked on a table in the middle of a fireplace with a Guinness quart in my hand. As odd as this sounds, my friends and I got pretty fucked up when we were drunk and this...
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“The raiding party never reported back in,” Crewmaster Lortz said, his hands clasped neatly behind his back as Korbaz marched into the conning tower. The other personnel averted their eyes, staring at the carpet with their heads bowed, anticipating some form of retribution. “What happened?” she demanded, leaning on the table as she examined the holographic display. “The fleet diverted from the Araxie territory as ordered,” he replied, gesturing to the map. “They made their way to the Black...
Ben stirred, opening his eyes to see that Lozka was sitting up, her ears swiveling. He trusted her Araxie senses enough to know that something was coming, struggling out of their shared sleeping bag, making his way into the cab. “What have you got, Lozka?” he asked as he began to tap at his console. It was still very early, the sun hadn’t started to rise yet, his breath misting in the cold. “The crawler draws near,” she replied, Mizi rubbing her eyes groggily as the Araxie crawled out from...
The red hair was unmistakeable and ten minutes later they sat down on the bank as Harry and Ginny (who were dating) walked up to them. "Hey guys" Ginny said in a bouncy giddy voice she always used now it got even giddier when she was with Harry. "Hey" Ron replied "we were just heading back to school for lunch" "Bah that's dull" said Ginny almost actually bouncing now "come with us we're going to the forbidden forest" "You know the forest is forbidden for a reason" Hermione...
The Chelmsford Stalker By Michele Nylons The man sat at a corner table in the coffee shop surreptitiously eyeing off the woman sitting on a stool at bar. She was dressed in a navy blue suit; her jacket was open, revealing well-formed breasts swelling her white satin blouse, which opened to the second button so that a hint of lace bra was displayed. Her legs were crossed and her skirt had ridden up revealing most of her well-formed thighs atop long legs encased in sheer...
TASK FORCE An Author’s Note: The twentieth story in what has become a year of tales on June second. The last one for the foreseeable future. An admitted amateur, the flowing of the telling of my stories more important to me then the proper punctuation of English, I’d be the first to admit to the briefest of proof readings and probably more comma’s then periods. Actually virtually all my tales are typed in a matter of hours with open endings, usually not even planned out until I sit...
Once upon a time.... All my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't...
Saskia surely shows submissiveness to me, offering all her tasty tight hot holes to my proud probing pole. For her final test I blindfold her. She hears someone else entering. She fears for a moment I will present her to be used by some other guy. However, she can not really imagine I would want to share her like that. I grab her by the back of her neck. On all fours she crawls forward until her face feels furry. She smells some sexy snatch! She has no time to ponder more, as she hears my wish...
Saskia set up to seduce me to become her sweet lover. Her sexy scenario to use our mutual crush took the turn of hot humiliation. She is not sure how to handle her shameful situation of finding satisfaction in her surrender to my anal assault. Seduction she saught? Submission she fell for! She still shivers from her unexpected strong orgasm and tries to get back her breath, while waiting for my orders. Slowly I withdraw my manhood from her anal canal. I admire that tasty tight red ass. She...
Introduction: Jessaica and her father take a road trip to the small california town Stepford to try a special kind of exotic meat, Bassed on a fictional town (Stepford) in the game SecondLife. Stepford Meat Swap Story: #47 Copyright 2010 Written: October 02 2010 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: KaosAngel Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************* ~~!! NOTE !!~~ This story is bassed on a fictional town within the...
The man sat at a corner table in the coffee shop surreptitiously eyeing off the woman sitting on a stool at bar. She was dressed in a navy blue suit; her jacket was open, revealing well-formed breasts swelling her white satin blouse, which opened to the second button so that a hint of lace bra was displayed. Her legs were crossed and her skirt had ridden up revealing most of her well-formed thighs atop long legs encased in sheer flesh-toned hose. He thought he could make out a subtle seam...
Story: #47 Copyright ©2010 Written: October 02 2010 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: KaosAngel Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************* ~~!! NOTE !!~~ This story is bassed on a fictional town within the game Second Life called Stepford, I would like to thank Ariana RoeCastle, Emilie Muggins & Jerrol Jarvinen of Stepford for thier approval of this...
Room Service I am a very feminine boy and I love naughty girly sex. I am very slender with long dark hair and I look like a girl. I love being girly and pretty. I was staying in a hotel in San Francisco. It was late and so I had a bath and ordered room service, a sandwich and a bottle of wine. I was feeling very horny and I wanted to have sex with somebody. I laid on my bed, naked, feeling oh, so sexy after my bath. I ran my fingers up and down my smooth skinny...
THE MAILROOM CLERK A TAIL OF COERCED FORCED FEMINIZATION PT.1 I am 27 years old at the time this happened. My name is John Allen and I am from Cape May ,New Jersey. Shore boy all the way. I am 5'6" tall and weigh 165. I know, small for a man. But I could do things on a surfboard or jet ski. It wasn't to bad being a little small. And as with many others, I have a fetish for women's items. Everything that makes a woman a woman. I was never gay nor interested in men...
She knocks twice, then twice again and calls out “Hello, room service!” just like she has learnt during her half-day of training for this job. She has learnt to say “yes”, “right away”, “of course” and “not a problem”, followed by “sir” or “ma’am”, and she has mastered the art of being unfailingly friendly and polite even when she doesn’t know exactly what a guest really wants from her.Luckily, body language is pretty much universal. It helps a lot.Her job is simple but satisfying. This hotel...
VoyeurClifford sat up in bed feeling the warm body lying next to him. He looked down at the shape in the near darkness. Janet. Christ, why did it have to be this way? He had loved Tracy, he still did. So why was he in Janet's bed? Why did he have sex with her? Four times? Not one of them was anything like the times he had been with Tracy, and yet... He got out of bed and made his way to the window, padding in his bare feet across the carpet. He slowly pulled open the curtains and looked out at...
The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies by Sarah Barndt I was once a normal, heterosexual male. That is, I was until I happened upon the town of Stepford. I was spending a few weeks there, installing some equipment at Stepford Pharmeceutical Labs, for the company I worked for. I had recently broken up with my fiancee and was glad to be back on the road as a working engineer. I enjoyed it, but Stepford was odd. All of the men wanted to ask me about my sex life when I...
“There it is again,” Ben said, tapping at one of his monitors. “The earthquake?” Lozka asked, turning from her turret view to glance at him. “Something is causing seismic activity, not a lot of it, but enough to trip the sensors. I swear, it’s like the suite is picking up Bugs tunneling beneath the ground, but there’s no way there can be any Bugs on Borealis. It’s impossible. Either way, it freaks me out, I don’t like seeing readings like this...” “You said it was growing stronger?” Mizi...
The fabric of the tents whipped in the wind as Ben and Lozka made their way through the deserted camp. It was nestled between two dunes to provide the occupants some privacy and shelter, the structures now half-buried by the storm. There were three tents that reminded Ben of the large marquees that one might encounter at a wedding, albeit a little smaller, each one likely able to accommodate a single pack. Their fabric resembled burlap, its color making them blend into their surroundings....
All my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't feel fear anymore, just...
Someone was knocking at our door. Julie, my fiance, and I were enjoying our first night on the cruise ship "Horizon", about to set sail from Puerto Rico for other delightful destinations in the Caribbean."I'll get it," said Julie, sighing, as she lifted her head from my shoulder. Her beautiful brown-blond curls fell in front of her eyes as her head turned towards the door. She pushed herself up, and moved across the room.As I watched her do a cursory check in the mirror to ensure she was...
Hello guys my name is Pratik and i am here to share a story of my wife which happened and hope you guys love it. Let me describe you my wife. My wife name is Shraddha and she is 29 yrs old. She is whitish brown and a curvy lady. She loves to wear casual dresses when we are out and at home she wears nighty and small dresses. Her breasts size is 36c and firm and have nice bottom with thick thighs and she doesn't have any belly fat as she is regular in her yoga. She is very reserved kind of a...
"The London Garrick, Drury Lane," Kelly's text had said. I'd spent half an hour wandering around the public areas and worked out a plan for a bit of fun. It wasn't a big place, there was the usual lobby, stairs up, lifts, a couple of phone booths. Off to the right, a small bar. I sat in a coffee shop across the road and watched her arrive, trundling her case in through the front door. I gave her time to check in. "Meet you for a drink?" I texted. "7:30 in the bar?" "Fine," she...