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The courier was cramped with no room to stretch out. Most of the time I sat and thought of why I was going to the human system of Central. I was not sure it had started with the Slith. What I or we knew started with those captured years ago aboard a freighter. They had tried to use the crew and passengers and hunt them. It had been Kaire, humans and Sizz that time. Recently there had been a group of Kaire on one of our own worlds that had tried to hunt their own kind. That had not ended well...
Meike saß am PC. Eigentlich sollte sie noch etwas für ihre Magisterarbeit machen, aber sie hatte keine Lust mehr. Sie hatte das Gefühl, dass sie schon seit Ewigkeiten studierte. Sie war bereits im 15 Semester und schon seit längerer Zeit nicht mehr bei der Sache. Das Studium hatte den Reiz verloren. Mit ihren 28 Jahren wusste sie nicht genau, was sie daraus mal machen sollte. Not hatte sie keine zu leiden. Ihr Freund hatte viel Geld. Sie wohnte schon seit einigen Jahren in seinem großen Haus....
After Mistress placed the chastity cage on slave's tiny clitty and slave placed the key to the cage around Her neck, T/they were officially Mistress and slave. That was the end of the ceremony and it was time to proceed to the Reception or Bridal Feast as Mistress prefers to call it. Mistress turned and tugged on the leash. "Come slave" is what She ordered before leading slave, who was crawling on all fours behind Her past the assembled guests, family, and friends. slave was still wearing it's...
Months after proposing to me to become Her permanent slave, which made me the happiest man alive, the big day had finally arrived. Mistress and slave had been planning the ceremony as soon as it became official and wanted it to be as perfect as possible. Mistress selected a beautiful farm which was well known for hosting weddings for the locale, but this ceremony would be different than what they were accustomed to.The guests arrived and were seated. Some of them were aware of our Femdom...
Mel enjoys 4 cocksthis a joint story by me and Mel:ThemeparksIt had been a long week at work and me and some of the other blokes went to a local bar for a few drinks. After about an hour there were 4 of is left as blokes do we were studying the women there and rating them.A bit later on I spotted a blonde at the bar who seemed to be on her own and had an amazing ass that filled her jeans to perfection. I pointed her out to the rest of the lads and they all agreed. Despite us not taking our eyes...
"Well that was... certainly different.""Different? That's all you can say?""What else would call it then?""...Weird?""That's worse than different.""Yeah, you got a point there."Neither one of them knew what to say at that point. There was plenty that needed to be said but both were so confused and a bit frightened by the night's events that they couldn't even begin to think of what to say. Looking at one another for a moment, the shorter haired one of the two finally broke the staring contest...
GOODBYE THEMYSCIRA A sort of DC Comics fanfic... by Laika Pupkino ~ 2016 [NOTE: All I know about the DC comics universe comes from a few feature films and 4 cartoon shows, so this probably isn't even remotely canon. Let's just say all the discrepancies + inaccuracies you'll find here are because this takes place on Earth #27, where whatever I got right is the same as our world and whatever I didn't, isn't...] .. |||=|||=|||=|||=|||=|||=|||=|||=0 .. My name is Kip Trevor, and at...
August – Year 1 A few weeks later on Friday night, I was in the bar to sing a little karaoke and socialize with my wives and friends. Bosco and the guys in the Club welcomed me warmly, as usual, and Erin made me one of her special White Erins. Lynn was sitting with Dara and some of her friends and I was sitting with Mark. Erin came over and leaned over the bar, showing off her wonderful tits. I just elbowed Mark and stared down the front of her shirt and smiled. Erin popped me upside the...
Footfalls dance along the walls as the tall lithe woman walks steadily down the alleyway. She has her arms wrapped tightly around her body and her breaths come out quickly. Every single bit of noise, other than her steps makes her look over her shoulder. She realizes that it was a mistake to take the short cut through the alley, but her pride won’t let her turn back. Besides, she is nearly to the other side and then from there it will be straight home. The woman feels a gush of wind behind...
Lights are flashing and a crowd has gathered by the time Inspector Farai Soria and Detective Wanda Parker arrive at the scene. A pair of Cueria police officers removes a barrier for their transport to pass through. It is quickly replaced and holding back several members of the crowd attempting to get through, journalists apparently. “There’s always a crowd,” Farai sighs with a sigh as she pulls the transport around. “People are also too curious,” Wanda comments with a shake of her...
Donna Wilks stands over the body of Kristy York. She has just finishes cleaning the woman up and writing up her report and now looks over the young woman once more before putting her away in the cold storage unit. “It’s a shame,” she mutters to the cold corpse. “You were so young, too.” “Yes, it’s a shame they can’t live as long as you have,” a female voice says behind the woman. Donna jumps and turns around to face the surprise visitor. “Miss Quinn,” she says breathlessly. “What exactly...
Demarius Castle steps into the observation booth and picks up the clipboard. He scans over the notes before sitting it back in the slot holder. He looks over to where is son is sitting and then follows the direction of his eyes. “Bryan,” he says gruffly. Bryan looks from the glass to his father. “You’re just in time. She is close to waking up.” “How is she doing? Any memory lapses?” Demarius asks. “So far she doesn’t know anything is taking place outside this observation tank. She is...
Narcisa is met by the cheers of the crowd as she steps out wearing only a pair of black panties and wrist wraps. She smiles while she scans the crowd. Donna is spotted fairly quickly and gives the woman a nod before turning her attention turns back to the ring. In the center of the ring is a brother and sister duo. Both are lean and muscular, just the kind of challenge she has been craving. The guy wears a pair of black kickboxing pants and shoes, while his sister wears a pair of pink boy...
Narcisa sets the last chair atop the table and then looks over to Steffen, her marine love interest. “Thank you again for helping me.” Steffen reaches out to give her a hug. She turns her head just, as he leans in to give her a parting kiss. The kiss is brief but instead of separating, they continue to hold each other, eyes locked. “I do it for the company,” he says with a smile. They just keep staring at each other wordlessly. Their eyes speak volumes but neither opens their mouths to...
The door to Narcisa’s office opens and her secretary steps through. “Ms. Quinn?” Narcisa looks up from her computer to the door with a smile. “Yes? What is it Maria?” “There is an Inspector Farai Soria here to speak to you,” Maria says, returning the smile. The police? What the fuck could they want from me? “Send her in please.” Maria nods and slips out. Moments later Farai Soria is stepping through the door, taking the place where Maria was just at. “I’m sorry to take up your time, Ms....
Bryan barges into his office and is surprised to see Narcisa sitting at his desk. She is completely naked and when she spreads her legs, he can see her bare sex beneath the glass top. She has an enticing smile on her face as she stares straight at him. “What are you doing here?” he asks, knowing that it was the thing to say the moment they left his mouth. “Not expecting me back so soon?” Bryan’s mouth goes dry and all he can do is shake his head. “Well good, because I’m so very horny.” Her...
It was a sunny day at the Halls of Justice. The skies were clear, its park and fountain front filled with joggers making their rounds and families having picnics under the trees. Even with the crowd of photographers and news groups gathered at the front doors did nothing to ruin the scene, the day was perfect for the occasion at hand. Seeing two vehicles drive into the roundabout in front of the Hall, the camera crew moved aside for the pair of limousines pulling up to the front of the entrance...
Max POV.... I leaned back on the bed and groaned, I was sore after our trip to the gym. Alexa just laughed and stretched, watching me die from exhaustion. "I told you that last set would destroy me," I complained and felt the smooth and wonderful sensation of relaxing my muscles. Alexa looked at herself in the mirror, still in her small blue crop top and tight black shorts. She was flat and athletic but my best friend had a really cute face. "At least that's the worst thing you have to complain...
Mind ControlHunt and Seek By Christopher Leeson _Introduction: For more than a decade fans have been asking us to do another Tiresias story. Alas, all my ideas were novel-sized in scope and there has never been a good time to start another novel, not while the mega-epic of Eerie Arizona is a work in progress._ _But we have always agreed that the premise behind that particular universe deserved more development. Consequently, we have come up with a new take on the Tiresias universe, one...
After 6 long months at sea on the hunt for the notorious Pirate known only as the Princess I had decided it was time to sail to dry land and let the crew have a little time drinking, gambling and whoring. The past few months had been incredibly profitable we had sunk several Spanish galleons all loaded with gold and riches from the new world, and stopped a couple of rookie pirates who had started plaguing the Atlantic crossing. The crews had been killed, some joined our ranks and the captains...
Short skirt, crop top, hair pulled back, sportin’ deep red lips that sipped at my customized drink. I was feeling hot, and getting into the groove of the scene. My girlfriends surrounded me for the moment dancing in rhythm with the suggestive lyrics. Did I say I was wearing anything under my skirt? The heat of the bodies registered, the smells drifted around me, I was trying to find my prey. But in the chaos of the floor, there wasn’t much hope. Alcohol tainted the scent and I needed to...
This incident took place several years ago. Before proceeding any further let me introduce myself to those who are new to my erotic experiences. My name is Sahebji, this is not my real name but everyone including my parents call me by this name. Let us therefore stay with it. I am six feet tall, slim. I am a commercial artist by profession. With the introductions behind us let me proceed with the story at hand. I had been working very hard. I had just completed a long complicated assignment...
It was quite like any other business day in the summer, and I was out of office on a field trip hunting for a new supplier as our company was tired of the hassles in working with our old furniture supplier. I had been to several suppliers already by the time I met Sable, and none of them had what her company seemed capable of delivering, nor the service facilities needed to deliver when, and where we needed. It may have been because they didn't expect a black representative, I'm not sure, but...
It's been a long day, for you that meant you just got out of the bed after a long sleep. You could feel the tension building in your body as the warm water form the shower slowly began to wake it up form it's sleep. At the same time you started to feel that familiar thirst building up. You heard rumors of older kin able to feed on weekly, or even yearly basis. But you still needed your fix every night. With out a willing partner, that luxury you wasn't even close to, it was out for hunt every...
FantasySome may call it a battle. But really, it wasn’t a battle at all. In the battle you have two (or more) sites fighting each other. But this was something totally different. You could call it a hunt, perhaps. And Sailor Scouts would call it their worst nightmare. Moments before they were fighting another demon that invaded Tokyo. Their everyday work, nothing unusual. But during that fight something strange happened. Thick mist covered whole area. Sailor Scouts were sure it’s demon’s work. Moments...
HUNTT.S. FESSELNDisclaimer: This is a work of amatory fantasy. Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading here. If you are a bit squeamish about graphic depictions of sex and bondage, please stop reading here. The author takes no responsibility for those who wish to reenact anything written below.Permission is granted for private use. Any comments are gladly accepted and encouraged. Erin stood out in their backyard,...
The cool autumn wind fled from the storm building on the west side of the valley. It was late in the day and as the clouds gathered, Augustus Travis Baylor turned up the collar on his flannel shirt. Gus, as he was called, said into the wind, "Glad I wore this shirt. Those clouds are gonna drop the temperature even more; might be snow before morning." The heavy flannel shirt was almost a jacket in a muted green and brown plaid. It wasn't a camo shirt but did a good job of letting Gus blend...
Monday Janet Vargas settled into her office for the day. She had been Principal of Clinton High School for many years but had always hated this task — the annual budget and next year's personnel issues. Books, equipment, paper, pens, replacement desks, replacement chairs, building maintenance, the cafeteria, the list went on and on and on. And personnel! Old teachers retired or transferred, new teachers had to be found and trained, even teachers that stayed on from year-to-year needed skills...
This is a story of giving my wife to another man while I was present. I have had this fantasy about five years now and during this time have talked about it with my wife. Of course, in the beginning she said that this would never happen. Over the course of a few years, during our lovemaking I mentioned his name (I'll call him, Bill) and had her visualize it was he sucking her nipples and pounding into her. She never told me to stop saying his name and I noticed she was breathing heavier and...
Cheating WifesThis is a continuation of my wife, Judy, and her experimentation into becoming a shared wife. Quite awhile ago I wrote a story called "Hunting Club" and if you can find it here it will give you her first and second experience into being shared. Just a short description of the above story. She agreed to be shared with another man after repeated requests from me over a few years. We selected a neighbor, Bill, who I knew from high school and my wife knew him for 18 years. He was a member of a...
Group SexEvery couple of years my dad and Uncle Joe would go a long hunting trip. They would plan it all out for months ahead of time and they would be gone for two weeks. When I turned sixteen they said that my sixteen year old cousin, Josh, and myself will be going with them. We planned and packed the RV and made the trip. We had parked the RV and made camp, it was very nice and homey. Another couple of rigs set up camp about twenty yards away. We all went over to meet them. It was four couples, my...
For his eighteenth birthday, as he was now growing up, his father arranged for Ramzy El-Najjar to go hunting with the Emir, may he live for ever; this was no holds barred full scale traditional English hunting, but in Kobekistan. An outfit of hunting pink was made for him and he was instructed in the etiquette of the chase. He was not yet a man, in Kobekistan that would not be until he attained his majority on his twenty-third birthday, and so must not be in the forefront of the hunt, but...
We got a good deal on our neighbor's motorhome, and we were anxiously making plans for getting Peggy fucked by some young guys.We bought it as a sexond vehicle, so even though it wasn't cost effective my wife drove it back and forth to work. While she was working one day the owner introduced her to a very young man and told her to show him the way around. They were picking an order to be picked up and she was explaining how to find all the items and where they were. She noticed his eyes were...
Note : This story is completely fictional! It was a cool December in North Texas. We had gone out for a four day hunting trip for Whitetail deer. The trucks were unloaded and the cabin was set up for a weekend of hunting and relaxing. The cool weather made it perfect for hunting and it was nice to sit around a warm camp fire. This trip was family only, My two brothers and me. We had been looking forward to this weekend for sometime. We got up early to go hunting while it was still dark. We...
IncestThe hunting surpriseIt was an unusually warm Sunday morning in Upper Peninsula Michigan. Outside it was 52 degrees. Its November deer hunting season and this warm weather is unheard of. Normally you hope you don’t freeze your toes off while your sitting in the tree or hope the deer blind stays warm.Being from Michigan I’m kinda a big outdoor person. I tried to hunt every year, only at rifle season mostly. I was only 5’4? with brownish/auburn hair that was just above my shoulders. I wasn’t the...
I was invited to a hunting camp by a plumber I worked with.It was October, the beginning of archery season. The leaves were beginning to change and the air was crisp in the mornings. Mike the plumber picked me up Friday morning, he drove a Ford F-350 diesel jacked up with stacks it was a bad ass truck. I threw my gear in the back, kissed my wife goodbye and we headed out. It took 4 hours to get there. We mostly talked about hunting and work. We turned off the main road. We were on a rocky muddy...
Chapter One — Discovery Please be aware that the ‘Hunter’s Moon’ series of stories may involve minimal sex. I’m doing this as an experiment in writing. For those that are looking for strictly sex, this story is not for you, but keep reading if you wish. I would also like to mention that many of my ideas may come from other stories of varying media. So if you notice a similarity to another story it is usually by coincidence. So prepare to embark on the first chapter of ‘Hunter’s Moon’. ~~~~~ ...
Hunting at the Beach, A Morality Tale of Dark Design Randall Wayne Mudge believed in patience. In this need-everything- instantly era when the lack of it had fatally sunk the ambitions of countless talented fools, Randy was no fool. He knew that if you learned to handle the boredom, the patient hunter would always be rewarded. He leaned against a cinderblock wall which shaded his pale skin from the bright summer sun. From this vantage, he could watch passersby as they enjoyed a...
My name is Casper Saint and I had been part of the Cav Scouts, Recon team five to be exact. I was twenty five and headed home or the closest bar I could find to help me forget some of the things I had seen. I was in a small system called Joy, well in a bar in a automated transhipment station. I barely glanced at the bejeweled Slith when she walked in. Slith were reptilian in nature and believed the only real sentient species was them. I do not remember anything after that, I woke naked and in...
George Rice reckoned himself a good Christian. He didn't think of himself as perfect or infallible because of his faith. To Reverend Rice's mind, there was only one infallible being, and there was a huge difference between being a Christian and being Christ. The old Baptist preached of human imperfection and the need to curb one's pride. He warned his congregation to avoid confusing their personal wants and needs with His will. In George's opinion, that sort of confusion had lead to a...
It had been raining for two hours by the time Will Osler's van arrived in Marion, Virginia. The van pulled into the parking lot of the Blue Jay Motel and Restaurant. As the driver and his passenger got out of the vehicle, the storm redoubled its attack. Ferocious winds hurled buckets of rain into the faces of the hapless pair, nearly knocking Will Osler off his feet. "Let's run for the diner!" Osler shouted to his young companion as he put his own advice to effect. Will took several...
The new Emir's first hunt did not call on Ramzy El-Najjar to provide a quarry. Instead he was allowed a bare two hours with one of the Emir's concubines to prepare her. Worse, she only spoke English, so the finer points of what he wanted to say were, he was sure, lost in translation. She was a concubine from the Emir's harem who had in some way incurred the displeasure of the Emir and it was emphasised to him that she should not be too well trained. At least she was fairly skinny and...
Back in the early sixties and as far as I know it still happens each year in eastern South Dakota when mid October comes round the ringneck pheasant hunting season opens which attracts hunters from all over the country. Usually the wives or girlfriends stay back in Illinois or New Jersey or wherever, but some actually go along though not many join their men “hunting” birds of the feathered variety. As a k** I used to enjoy seeing all the cars with license plates from most of the states and now...
Hunting season.It was the second time that the black SUV crept through the overgrown track to the back of lonely farmhouse. Its only occupant obscured by the dark tinted windows and the dim light of dawn. This time the occupant had a scanner on-board. Telephones are so easy to tap into. The first visit was to get information of the houses occupants. Outside waving in the warm breeze was the washing line full of information: Occupants: 2. One male, one female, no kids. Age: 20s. Male: Farmer,...
Hunting Girl Dr. FlotsomDamn woman... He thought of the girl he had been pursuing for the last few weeks. She had put him off again, and he was unsure what to do next. His mind was preoccupied with her shape, smell and the feel of his body's lingering desire. He trudged across the fields, heading to check some of the traps, clear brush and repair a wall along the field access road. His job was not glamorous, but it allowed him to keep his own cottage on the border of the estate. Dirty boots...
Hopefully, I have some people who have stuck around thus far. Thank you, for that. Here is chapter 2. Just as an idea for where this is going. It is going to turn into a romance eventually, but if someone could let me know how the pacing is, I would appreciate it. I feel like things are moving to fast? But I’m not sure how to slow them down. Comments are always appreciated. * The city had made a smart decision when they put the police station a few blocks away from the downtown area clubs....
Dinkerman was out of his cell being carried off by a pair of men wearing the city guard armor light baby blue and gold the city guard uniforms. I wondered where they would be taking him, but it's none of my business if they drag him off to execute him or whatever so I turned back to my cot to try to sleep some more. Tomorrow I get a real meal and since Charlie knows that we are up next to the pit he said we can get cleaned up at the clinic. I think to myself that yeah tomorrow is going to...
After I first came into the habitable zone I saw the trouble start. A big bear of a man blocked my way into my cell block. He wasn't faceing me so I figured he didn't know he was in my way. "Excuse me can I get pass?" I ask as friendly as I could not trying to fight this guy I could barely hold my own in the area here in the habitable zone there are no rules. He turned around and growled while he tried to speak to me I guess to intimidate me. Spittle dripping from his thin lips as he...
Bill was sixteen. He liked the outdoors and fishing and hunting. His father had taught him and his sister how to enjoy the sports. Kathy was fifteen. She had been hunting since she was thirteen but had no success at getting a deer. Her father was her usual companion and guide on the hunt. Today he wasn't available so her brother had to take her. Bill wasn't to happy about it because he had a hot date that night. His girl friend had promised him a blow job for the first time. They unloaded...
Jason stayed near Carla at all times. He didn't do this because he had thought her lost to him and was afraid to be risk losing her again (which he was). He didn't stay at her side because he had lost all of his family, save his sister. Jason stayed near Carla because she had lost her whole family. He was all that she had left, and Jason was determined to be there for her. When she wanted to talk, he was there to listen. When Carla needed to cry, Jason was at her side. When she mourned in...
The snowy Montana sceanery was beautiful. My stress and saddness were all ready begining to fade. The idea of letting my anger out on hinting made me feel better. My name is Jake. I am 6"3 and an atheltic body. I had a six pack (who doesn't these days) and brown hair with light green and brown eyes. All my life I have been complimented for my good looks, but I was far from narssasistic. The only one thing that separated me from the average 19 year old guy, was that I was gay. And no I not the...
GayOn the day that Ramzy El-Najjar attended his first hunt he was totally enraptured with the whole affair. He had seen pictures of English hunts, of course, and his contemporaries at Cornell University had regarded them as one of the "real quaint old English traditions", a "must see" on a trip to Europe which few of them had ever seen outside of a cinema. The real thing was even more romantic to his eighteen year old eyes than any imaginings could have been; the hunters were resplendent in...
Loyal Follower By: Lyrissa "Beware, Commander, one of your trusted followers is a traitor!" The whispered warning made Adric quirk an eyebrow and consider the words carefully. He had no reason to suspect any of his followers of any sort of treasonous activity, but still he always trusted Illyria's advice. Adric stood up from his planning table, eyeing the room as if he was prepared to see a Horde assassin or Iron Horde spy lunge at him from the shadows, but nothing happened. All...
“Are you kidding??” Was all Jacob could say to his father. The other three guys watching and finishing their dinner. His father would nod his no “you dint think you would be the youngster of the cabin forever did you? I mean let’s be honest now Jake your seventeen now.” Jake would just shake his head as big john spoke “you know I was kind of hoping you could help my kid out a little, we old guys aren’t what we used to be accept your old man.” Big john would continue talking as his laughed at...
This is fantasy... The sun rose on another spring morning. The college quad came to life, the bookstore and cafeteria opened. The smell of eggs cooking, coffee brewing filtered thru the air. He bought a large coffee and sat down on a bench and waited, waited for a coed, another easy tatget to follow. He'd size her up and capture her for his use. Four times he'd done it already. Three blondes and one brunette, all small, under five foot six. All cute with shoulder length hair. He watched as...
I’m going to be brutally honest here, folks. I hate bitches. I hate everything about them. They’re wicked, evil and manipulative. They think that having a vagina grants them special rights. They ruin the lives of good men. They destroy entire families. They bring down whole organizations. They are agents of chaos and destruction and I hate them for it. I pity any fool who gives away his love, his money or his trust to a bitch. What I really hate about bitches is their total lack of remorse...
The second hunt where Rubina was the quarry was a much more interesting one from Ramzy El-Najjar's point of view, and infinitely more galling from hers. After she had calmed down somewhat, he had spent some hours analysing her first hunt with her and showing her not only how she was caught, but when she had been in the most danger of being caught. He told her firmly that she must make her own plans for evading the hunters and not simply use one of the the ones he had used as examples. "I...
I wish to sincerely thank Jim P. for his assistance in editing my story. His insights and suggestions helped me to make 'The Homestead' one of the most favorite stories I've ever written. I also appreciate the time he took to not only go over this story once, but three times! Thank you! The Homestead by: Anon Allsop I rested comfortably, my boots propped lazily upon the split railing that ran along the sidewalk, and my hat pushed down low over my eyes to block out the afternoon...