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“Form a line around the Mall with our vehicles. We’ll use this as our very own perimeter for now. Hopefully, we’ll get some reinforcements and soon. Lavelle, I hope that God understands, but I believe that we must kick some Nazi ass before we move further eastward. They’re an obvious threat, including to the Hagerstown community. Who knows what will happen if they’re allowed to win here in Frederick,” I asserted.
“I agree, and to that purpose, I’ll do my best to create an opening in their defenses. A breach and a diversion at once. By directly confronting and killing more than a few of those Nazi mofos,” Lavelle declared as he waded right into the Nazi platoon right in front of Frederick Towne Mall.
“Strong language for an angel,” Stacy commented with some continued shock at the use of profanity.
“That’s because I’m a badass and so is the new God,” Lavelle beamed as he slaughtered more than a few of the goose stepping bastards.
“Count on us. We’re with you now, even if not before,” Obadiah grinned while about forty or so Black Panthers gathered around us.
“Let’s give ‘em Hell!” the Black Panther leader shouted as they began rushing at the surprised and disoriented fascists.
“Fuck ‘em all!” another voice shouted as members of the Black Queer Liberation Front joined in the combat.
The leader of that group was a very obvious drag queen, not that anyone cared. Her XO was either a bull or butch dyke, I couldn’t be sure which, who was just as fierce as her commanding officer. Just as obviously, there were fewer conflicts between those two and the Black Panthers than there were between both and the Black Muslim detachment that quickly formed up next to us. Well, we’d all just have to put our differences behind us for now, right? We had all a very real enemy in common.
“Here, catch!” I chuckled as a squad of stormtroopers hurled themselves at one of my bosses and I tossed them a live hand grenade that one of the Panthers gave me.
In just half an hour or so, battle lines formed up and sandbags were placed, along with squad machine guns, behind which we took aim at the Nazi pricks leading their next attack. I found myself watching in fascination as Lavelle continued to wreak havoc all by himself along one part of the front. I also found myself capable of cold-blooded butchery and mayhem as I callously shot up roughly six or seven of those assholes myself in less than an hour.
I also noticed just who else was able to shut down their brains and who wasn’t. Becca, Tara, and Sardha were all killing machines, and so were Till and Ryan. Jake, despite being a former prison guard, froze up for a moment, before he, too, summoned his courage and began mowing down the adversary. It was an ugly battle, especially once the Nazi leaders realized that all-out, full-scale bloodshed broke out. The local Cold War had waxed hot now.
“Let me at ‘em,” Autumn grinned as Xia, Hannah, and she pinned down another squad of Nazi goons coming right at them.
It probably helped that we had Lavelle with us, of course, but it also aided our cause that Autumn was a natural sniper once she got her confidence, for one thing. She developed that raw talent in no small part due to Ryan’s influence, of course, as well as mine. Well, she was a hillbilly, of course. She definitely made this West Virginia boy proud. I did my fair share of murderin’ those Nazi SOBs myself, but Autumn was absolutely, chilingly effective at killing them. Never piss off a ginger, right?
I then saw Reichsführer Sylvia Crest and Brigadeführer Herman Hall personally take command of what looked to me to be reserves brought up to confront us. It was almost funny, picturing how Magda Goebbels in particular would have reacted to the notion of a female SS leader. The Nazis weren’t known for their overall embrace of feminism or female careerism, for that matter. Hitler’s own attitudes were strongly patriarchal, in fact. Cognitive dissonance and racial dogma could be powerful drugs, I suppose.
“I’m gonna get that prick,” Gabby hissed like a coiled cobra as she put Hall in her sights.
We entered the dining room then, to find that most students had simply fled without a thought of food, but there were some others eating there, clearly trying to figure out what to do next. They rose with a start as they saw us, especially when they realized that most of us were naked (including me). There were six of them, including one professor, one campus cop, and four students. I looked very closely and realized that the professor was a woman, but very mannish in appearance. She stared...
“So, we’re now entering Hagerstown, Maryland, the county seat of Washington County. I wonder if there is any kind of law and order here,” I commented as I pulled out of Diana’s twat, rather pleased at her enthusiasm for sex with me. “I wouldn’t count on it,” Lewis snorted as he parked the flagship vehicle. “I wonder how they will take our nudity,” Tara laughed as Wilbur slid out of her ass. “That’s a rather nerve-wracking question indeed,” Anwyn observed while we began walking around,...
Breeding Desiree Falco wasn’t exactly an ugly or unpleasant chore, of course. Nor was breeding her half-sister, Mia, for that matter. Mia was as light and blonde as Desiree was dark and black, mind you. Something clicked in my mind and it dawned on me ... Sarah was Desiree’s half-sister, just as Mia was! Just different halves, that was all. Sarah and Desiree had the same mother, but different fathers. Mia and Desiree had the same father, but different mothers. They were all basically sisters...
Minutes later... Saturday, 26 April, 2014 Roanoke, Virginia “Well, they control Williamsburg and Newport News now, but the Virginia Naval Defense Force has managed to contain them at the moment. They won’t be allowed to expand much beyond that point. We want them to have access to the Atlantic shore long enough to pull in more Nazis from around the world. We have to get them to fall into the trap, after all. There will be a sort of ‘Brown Belt,’ if you will, Nazi-controlled territory that is...
100% fiction! The nuclear apocalypse shocked everyone. More accurately, it shocked the ones who were left to recognize it had happened. The others were burnt to a crisp. The few survivors lived across several continents. Some found each other. Suzy, Jeanine, and their father wandered for years and found no one. They became accustomed to foraging all day every day while their father built their house. One day the house was finished, and the three of them celebrated by laying closely together in...
Incestchapter 24 We jump ahead in time now to the day before the group gets ready to test fly the ship for the first time. They have all worked hard in the last few days preparing and gathering supplies to take with them to their new home. They have gathered an abundance of things including any good lumber, building materials, and wiring they could find just incase they needed to build some sort of shack when they get to their destination. Most of the systems Adrien had put in the ...
TO READERS: Disregard the spelling and grammer. This is still a story in progress. Every so often I'll go through to tweak the story or add additional details. For the most part the events shouldn't change. Please feel free to leave any comments. Enjoy My name is Richard Everhard but everyone calls me Dick, Dick Everhard. I'm a simple guy. I lived alone in an apartment, go to work, play video games. I'm not fat, not ugly, but I won't win any sexiest man contest either. But girl's don't...
FantasyCharacters These are all fairly vague mainly explaining the relationships. If you want something more in the description then comment saying so Saffron (Girl 1) You met both Saffron and her Twin sister Bella . They are both good looking. Saffron is more out going and talkative, gerally drawing more attention to herself than her sister. Bella (Girl 2) You met both Saffron and her Twin sister Bella . Bella Tends to be more of an introvert compared to her sister. She has accepted that she...
RomanceSupper turned out to be pretty damn good, for cafeteria food, though undeniably the plantains that Gabby and Raquel made together were the highlight of the evening victuals. They were certainly vastly superior to the cafeteria version of chicken florentine, though it wasn’t bad and I’m rather partial to spinach myself. The salad wasn’t so bad, either, at least as it was the nicer kind of Caesar, not the crap that one would expect from a university dining hall. That was a nice touch at least,...
As I sank my cock into Lewis’s ass from behind and he pounded Anwyn’s pussy, it was apparent that he enjoyed me a lot more than he did her. He was barely able to keep it up without my dick inside him, so perhaps this plan wasn’t quite as good as I thought. I think that only the pressure on his prostate kept him from going limp, and it took several minutes of that, of him pumping inside her while I rammed his asshole before he spilled out a meager load and removed his prick from her after I...
“On the road again, just can’t wait to get on the road again. The life I love is makin’ music with my friends, and I just can’t wait to get on the road again,” several of us sang along to the MP3 player that Hannah brought with her on the trip. “You can’t go wrong with Willie, can you, babe?” I winked at Hannah as I drove the public bus for which we all abandoned the van halfway across campus en route eastward through Morgantown, West Virginia. “Indeed, you can’t. We’re not taking the usual...
“Here we are, guys. Hancock, Maryland. It’s a bit on the sweltering side, but that’s hardly a shock, given that it’s Maryland in July,” I noted as we pulled into what proved to not entirely be a ghost town. “Well, I see some locals at least. How many would you say there’s likely to be, given the number we see so far?” Gabby spoke up after locking lips with Anwyn again. “Dunno, probably five to six hundred, max. A good portion of the town still looks deserted, so two out of three could well...
“Oh, fuck, what time is it?” I asked, just as I heard a gun cocked up against my head. “Get up, you diseased, dog-humping, dirty little runt!” I heard a voice exclaim at me. I opened my eyes and found a man in an orange jumpsuit pointing his gun at me. He carried a pump shotgun, apparently taken from prison guards during his escape. He was clearly an escaped con, and since there was no more law and order at the moment, he had little reason to fear the consequences of his escape. I got up...
“Is it just me, or are the locals avoiding us?” I asked aloud as we walked around the town of Hancock, clothed, of course, as we were in no mood to deal with possibly irate locals. We got lucky at Hazelton, West Virginia, and we didn’t want to press our luck. I laughed to myself as I recalled that this was the second consecutive town in such a short space of time with a name that started with “Ha.” Besides, the sheer number of mosquito bites that some of us got after we tarried naked in...
We reached the nearest diner in town, which was deserted for the moment, but before we could go in, I heard another shot fired and then a gasp of pain. Wilbur Jr. had been hit. I scanned as best I could, and sure enough, there were seven more of those Klucker bastards out there, though if they were survivors of the first engagement or a separate bunch was hard to say. I took aim with the Mauser, while Gabby and Becca worked on stitching up Wilbur, Jr. once inside the diner (after breaking a...
“So, you’re the guy who rid us of the Klan? Barry Cordial, that’s the name. I’m ... the Mayor,” the tallest, heaviest guy in town approached us as we ate the meal that baited the Klan and made the Kluckers watch us. “Good, then you can explain how these motherfuckers took over your town with such a paltry force, perhaps. I’m Adam Clarke, by the way, and this is my tribe, if you will. These are my wives, Hannah, Autumn, and Xia Delan Clarke. We’re the ass-kicking bastards who beat this...
“So, what’s with the nudity?” Mayor Eileen Connally asked me as I pumped in and out of her in front of an assembly of all townsfolk fourteen years of age and up. “It was my idea,” Ariel announced his return, with Lavelle accompanying him. “You ... you’re ... you’re ... an angel! You’re both angels!” Eileen crossed herself, having been a good Catholic prior to Fireball Day. “Yes, we are. Angels, that is. Do not leave with this party. Do not attempt to leave with them. Except for any women...
“Coming up on Frederick, Maryland. Last census population was 65,239 in 2010. I somehow doubt that it’s that high now. Should we check it out or bypass it?” I grinned, knowing that sheer, morbid curiosity would cause Lewis to go for it. We went less than a full street into Frederick when we heard screams and saw men shooting other men by the dozens in the backs of their heads. The shooters were all white and the victims were all black, which was no shock to us. The shooters also had some...
“So, with the help of a black angel and a white Prophet, the Black Zone has captured Frederick Towne Mall. What else can we take? And why are you guys naked? Isn’t that dangerous?” the chairman of the Black Zone Liberation Council, who at least nominally served as the zone forces’ commander-in-chief, inquired of us now. “Well, Mr. Chairman, it might under some circumstances be dangerous, yes, but we have had divine favor and protection, as you can see. There was some kind of intuition or...
Auf der Heide blüht ein kleines Blümelein und das heißt Erika Heiß von hunderttausend kleinen Bienelein wird umschwärmt Erika “Not that damn tune again!” Malcolm rolled his eyes, “that’s a fucking Nazi song, written by a fucking Nazi composer, and them being Nazis, they play that damn song a lot!” “Herms Niel ... yeah, he was an actual Nazi. Joined the party in 1934. Still, it’s remarkably stupid of them to announce their arrival like that, wouldn’t you say? I guess that they want us to...
“The road to Baltimore is hopefully nice and boring, but I fear that it won’t be. Nobody mentioned anything about the open countryside, though if we stick to I-70, that should be less of a worry, if not entirely nonexistent. I suppose that it could just be my worrywart nature or a little hillbilly superstition, or else the fact that the trek has gradually, but steadily grown more dangerous for us. I guess that we’ll find out soon enough, one way or the other. I just don’t like surprises, you...
“I was afraid that this would happen. That’s Rapey Royce’s Dark Raven gang,” Lavelle warned us as we got deeper into the fight with the local gang. “Why do they call him ‘Rapey’ Royce?” Hannah asked with a shiver. “Well, as the name implies, he loves to rape girls. Lots of girls. That’s his deal. He started young, at just fifteen, when he raped his own mother and sister ... and it just got worse after he got out of prison the first time. Of course, when he was in the joint, he was the one...
“Well, look who’s back!” I heard Autumn say as she gave me a very loving kiss. “Yes, I missed him very much! I have grown very fond of our husband,” Xia Delan spoke up. “Yeah, no kidding. Take it easy, babe. You’ll have to recover. Your wound was healed, but you lost a bit of blood and we have no easy or quick way to replace it,” Hannah warned me. “Lavelle?” I asked. “Yep. If God had done it himself, you’d get the blood back, but some things are too much for even an angel. You’ll just...
“So, this is the deal. Xavier will stay behind as our Mayor, is that correct? A unifying public figure, someone who can set up an interim administration and draw from three major gangs, is that right? In return, you get to go to the docks and depart in peace ... and then the rest of you shall leave the city in peace as much as we can guarantee. This can be the beginning of the end of gangster rule. The Free City of Baltimore can begin anew,” the head of the Black Mambas told me with rather...
“Take care, alright?” I told Anwyn as we embraced and she walked onto the ship bound for her native country of Wales. She wasn’t alone, of course. She had Gabby, her wife, and Lewis, their recent partner, all three of them gay until Tara’s condition took hold of them. They also had thirty-five volunteers who had voted to join their expedition, leaving the bulk of my tribe still with me. It was a small band of heavily armed troops, ready to take over the place for the triumvirate led by Anwyn...
Two weeks after Doomsday, Lancaster County, Virginia “We ... have an idea ... a proposal of sorts. Now that we’re all bi ... and very polyamorous, many of us have decided that we want ... to be ... a group marriage. All of us are married to you ... and to each other. What are your thoughts on that, babe?” Hannah urged me, even as we set up camp in a sense in northern Virginia. “So ... this is ... a mutiny,” I teased a bit, but I had to admit that I was flattered ... still, “how many folks...
Two weeks, four days (18 days) after Doomsday, July 24, 2013 Unincorporated Community of Ottoman Lancaster County, Virginia “Here they come ... rather brazenly, too. Then again, they don’t have an angel warning them about us, at least I hope not. That’s a big-ass caravan headed our way, at any rate. Lots of private as well as official police and SWAT vehicles. A small army, or at least a warband of sorts. They have no shortage of manpower ... and firepower, for that matter. Let’s not get...
Minutes later... “We choose you, then. Be our Sheriff. We need one who can set this county straight. It’s been on the wrong path since before Doomsday, even more so since. We need law and order here, and not of the kind that Sheriff Aston Milam gave us. I followed his orders before, thinking that you were a menace, but you actually make sense. Stay ... and be our Sheriff, at least for now,” one of the deputies urged me. “I agree. So does God. You will resume your trek westward in time, but...
Lancaster, Lancaster County, Virginia Six months later... “Well, that’s that. I’m done with this crap. As Johnny Paycheck used to sing, ‘Take this job and shove it.’ Being Sheriff is just not for me, not anymore, not for now,” I smiled as I turned over the badge of the county peace officer to Chief Deputy Stuart Lopez. “That’s fair enough. You gave us six months, long enough to get this county back to some kind of law and order. I can take it from here. I can’t promise that the laws won’t...
To be honest, there wasn’t much happening in Heathsville, just a ghost town due to being far too close to both DC and Lancaster County for most residents’ liking. By now, after six months, all of the population had literally deserted the place. The same proved true of Warsaw, Virginia, and then in turn of Tappahannock in Essex County. Northern Virginia, at least west of Lancaster County, seemed to have become entirely uninhabited so far. Finally, after a week of this, we managed to arrive in...
“Down to a mere ninety-eight folks, what will we do?” I joked as we left Duke and Henry behind with Ida the next morning. “I think that we’ll live, babe,” Autumn teased me while Hannah, Xia Delan, and she kissed my neck and chest. “Yeah, I suppose that we will,” I chuckled. “You’ll lose a lot more before this is done, but you’ll be fine. Evidently, the Almighty has decided to use you as a kind of Johnny Appleseed figure, spreading your seeds all over the place. Literally and otherwise. I...
The next morning... “Madame Forewoman, has the jury reached a verdict?” I turned to the forewoman, who happened to be the former Sunday School teacher and vice-principal to most of the accused. “We have, Your Honor,” Melinda Cutter, the forewoman, showing all of her fifty-seven years through her wrinkles and laugh lines, informed me. “Let the defendants stand and face the court,” I ordered the Twin Lakes Eleven, “Madame Forewoman, what find you?” “We, the jury, in the above and titled...
“And then there were sixty-four,” I acknowledged as we left Twin Lakes at last to spend the rest of our winter in Charlottesville. “Just as prophesied. That should help with the fresh blood or genes, at least, not to mention more hands to help around the town. So, we’ve shed thirty-four more. That’s fine with me. They weren’t meant to be our permanent companions and spouses, that’s all. It was nice while it lasted, but we must move on from them. “Face it, group marriage or not, you’ve...
“So, what went down in Frederick in our absence, anyway?” I asked Charity after we came together at last. Judging from the look on my bride’s face, her post-orgasmic bliss was shaken a bit. We were naked as we basked in the sweaty slickness of each other’s flesh against our skin. Charity looked even more like her Creek ancestors as she nestled her head against my chest, loath as she was to discuss politics when we had just shared such primal intimacy with each other. I caressed her belly, of...
“Mr. Clarke, I presume? I’m Theodore Lansing, Mayor of Charlottesville. This is Sarah Whitman, President of the City Council. These are Councilors Warren Buckner, Agnes Culver, Godwin Marx, Bubba Joe Mackenzie, and Ira Sanchez. On behalf of the Free City of Charlottesville, welcome to our fair city. These are your companions, then?” the most prominent of the city fathers of the depopulated Virginia community, greeted us formally now. “I am Reverend Adam Clarke, a Prophet of Heaven, and this...
Later... The Oak Room, Charlottesville, Virginia “This is one helluva reception, if you don’t mind a Prophet saying so,” I chuckled as I looked around me at the banners welcoming my party to Charlottesville. “Only the best food and drink for an obvious man of God and of destiny. Other clergy have come and gone, but none have aided entire cities and even one whole county in rising from the ashes. That is no small potatoes, Reverend Clarke. Clearly, Divine Providence has brought you here to...
“So, are you two ... an item, then?” I teased Mayor Theodore Lansing of the Free City of Charlottesville. “Well, lately yes, but I naturally wonder if a Prophetess with an angelic father will have any time for a mere mortal like me,” Lansing answered with a self-deprecating joke that poorly concealed his real insecurity. “Oh, hush, you! I wear the pants in our relationship and you know it! I always have! Why on Earth would I want to give that up, sugar? At least with you, I get to boss...
Two weeks later... Free City of Charlottesville My cock dipped in plenty of juices from the dripping wet gash of Sarah Whitman after I entered her for the seventh stroke. Somehow, we were both increasingly drawn to each other and we just had the urge to couple, something particularly difficult to resist until we yielded to it at last. We hadn’t neglected our other partners by any means, but we had fucked a lot over the past two weeks, since just after the banquet thrown in my honor. It...
Two weeks later... (Temporary) Clarke Residence, Free City of Charlottesville “So, we need to figure out a strategy to deal with the damn ASF for real now. Things got pretty crazy already, with the fall of Blacksburg. Those cunts were insane, but Eckart is even more dangerous. His present assault on Richmond just proves how much of a threat he is to us all. The sniper practice is a great start, but we need to take things even further. By the time that Eckart crushes the various gangs that...
28 March, 2014 An Abandoned Methodist Church, Charlottesville, Virginia “Do you, Ted, take this woman, Sarah, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, to love, honor, and obey, for better or worse, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?” I asked Mayor Ted Lansing according to the rather unorthodox wedding vows that Sarah and he cooked up together. She had always been the dominant partner in their relationship, so...
The Oak Room, Free City of Charlottesville, Virginia 28 March, 2014 “So, what do you think of your sister-wives?” I teased Sarah, who winked at me. “Hey, they’re my sisters already, so who better for sister-wives? Why should sibling rivalry and jealousy prevail over sisterly bonding and bondage, among other things? Why can’t I share men with my sisters and drain their balls repeatedly together with them? Why can’t we share that kind of delicious intimacy?” Sarah punctuated her query by...
Wow, my firstborn daughter, I thought as I held little Adah in my arms before turning her back over to the midwife. My sweet wife, Xia Delan Clarke, so petite as always did not look as if she could have endured that grisly business of labor to bring our baby into this world, yet she clearly did. She was drained, sweaty, and weak from loss of blood, but she managed a faint smile as the doctors attended to her. Then Michael came over and touched her forehead, somehow granting her some of his...
The Adam Clarke Divinity School, The University of Virginia, The Free City of Charlottesville, 1513 hours (3:13 pm) local time 18 April, 2014 “And so, my dear students, remember this: it is your sacred duty and honor to build the new world that will follow Doomsday. It is you who will have to do much of the hard work of rebuilding hearth and home, town and country alike. It is you who will bring back civilization to Old Virginia. Just recall that this isn’t the first generation who will have...
Saturday Morning, 19 April, 2014 Temporary Clarke Residence, Free City of Charlottesville, Virginia I awoke and wasn’t alone, of course, but that was especially common on weekends, including the sight of my naked and heavily pregnant wives with me in bed. Just because Autumn and Hannah, in this instance, were almost ready to give birth didn’t mean that they lacked a libido. Far from it, in fact. As I might have noted before, they were even hornier than in the past. My blonde nymph and my...
Tuesday, 22 April, 2014 Regional Operations Central Command, Temporary Clarke Residence, Free City of Charlottesville “The decision to hold ROCC sessions here in your temporary housing was pure genius on my part, wouldn’t you agree?” Mayor Ted Lansing fished for praise as we sat together with the other principals of the Command. “Naturally, Your Honor. Now, can we get on with the business at hand?” Lancaster County Sheriff Stuart Lopez urged us with the nodding approval of the other local...
Thursday, 24 April, 2014 Temporary Clarke Residence, Free City of Charlottesville “And there she is, little Zillah Clarke! Seven pounds, six ounces!” I heard Bonnie exclaim as she held up Autumn’s baby girl born to me. “And here is young Lamech Clarke. Clever dig at the Bible there, to name sons and daughters after the line of Cain rather than Seth,” Ryan remarked as he cut the umbilical cord for my son by Hannah. “Well, it’s more my dig at those who use the Bible to condemn polygamy, even...
Friday, 25 April, 2014 Temporary Clarke Residence, Free City of Charlottesville The road trip to Roanoke was almost under way, but there was one performance left from my “sailor girls” as I enjoyed my final night there in Charlottesville. This meant a musical routine, the last of many performed on my behalf and in my honor. Of all songs, they chose “Sailing” by Christopher Cross, but I wasn’t going to quarrel with their choice. It fit their outfits, after all. “Pleased, my dear Prophet?”...
An hour later Friday, 25 April, 2014 “Do you, Ted, take these women to be your lawfully wedded wives, to have and to hold from this day forward, to love, cherish, and protect, for better or worse, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?” I watched Sarah officiate the group wedding of her own cuck husband to her very own sister-wives. “I do,” Ted gulped now as his first wife, the Prophetess, winked at him. “Do you, ladies, take this man, Ted, to be your...
Eight hours later, Saturday, 26 April, 2014 En route to Waynesboro “How are we doing on time?” I asked Xia Delan, my beautiful Chinese wife who had recently given me my firstborn daughter, Adah. “We’re halfway there already, in fact. We’re making very good time, probably because we’re going at night and switching drivers to keep at it, babe. I adore you, by the way. Don’t ever forget that. I offered to be your concubine and you would have none of that. You insisted that I be one of your...
Ten hours later... Saturday, 26 April, 2014 Roanoke, VA We arrived after considerable delays in Roanoke, to be met as expected by Mayor Austin Bryce and the city fathers ... and their wives, of course. The Glass girls, some called them: Mindy Glass and her daughters, lovely Korean girls. I could certainly see the appeal of them to Austin, to the point that he married them all, made them his brides. Well, with Schumacher Syndrome as he now had, he could take even more women ... and even some...
One month later... Monday, 26 May, 2014 Roanoke, Virginia “So, they’ve been consolidating their gains and absorbing their new recruits, just as we have prepared this defense in depth. It seems that Charlottesville’s defenses are greatly augmented, of course, and that Norfolk, Lancaster, Stanardsville, Twin Lakes, several others, are really putting their pieces of the jigsaw puzzle together now. It’s a genuine defensive line now,” Austin informed me now. “Very well. Very well indeed. Let’s...
Friday, 27 June, 2014 The War Room, City Hall Roanoke, Virginia “This appears to be it, then. The Nazi bastards have sundered the Winfield Scott Line in six different places with their early pre-dawn assault. We had to withdraw to more easily defended perimeters. Of course, that’s precisely why I ordered a defense in depth, in layers like this. Anyway, we’ve already lost several dozen towns, albeit none of great size yet, to this offensive of theirs. May God help whoever lived in those...
I want you.. NowUndress I commanded you and you started taking off your clothes first your shirt and then you went on to take off your leggins. Turn around I want to see your ass . You turned and continued taking off your leggins slowly while you were shaking you ass in front of me. You wanted to make my dick harder than it already was. I came from behind and started to kiss and bite your neck and you moaned slightly. I felt your body trembling I put my fingers over your thong and start...
Billi Bardot flaunts her bra-bustin’ big tits for Brick Danger. He’s in a position all of us would like to be in. If we were prone to flinging out internet acronyms, we’d be writing OMG while scoping out Billi’s tight, slim and busty body. Helping Billi slip out of her sexy clothes, Brick gets hands-on with those bodacious bazooms. Billi occasionally works as a stripper so she knows how to dress to excite guys when she wants to. When she’s not, she’s a mom...
xmoviesforyouMovin' Dirt By Joannebarbarella This story was inspired by conversations with Sheila and Dimelza. Kristina L.S. did her usual superb job of editing and suggesting better ways to say things. Thank you my friends. We stood and looked across the gully at the steep ridge on the other side, Tom and Curly and me. Red rocky soil with clumps of spinifex didn't give it any great beauty, just typical of parts of the outback, but it was where the road had to go. 8 a.m. and it was...
I awoke Saturday morning forgetting for a moment what had transpired between my aunt and I the night before. However, as if on cue, a warm slurping sound came up from between my legs. I was still half asleep when I looked down to see my beautiful aunt devouring my morning woody. Out of ritual, I raised my arms over my head and began to do a full body stretch. It felt completely natural when she took this as an opportunity to swallow another inch of rigid cock.I lowered my hands onto her...
Incest“Hi Gran,” Tommy called out as he opened his Grandmother's front door and walked into her lounge.“Hello Tommy, nice to see you. Glad you have the time to visit an old lady,” Brenda said as the sandy-haired sixteen-year-old bent to kiss her.“Who are you kidding Gran, you are still one cool lady,” Tommy said chuckling. “Guys my age could still get the hots for you.”“Now young man, you just behave yourself, I have a small task for you. I have been meaning to go through the boxes of old photographs...
IncestMy Sex Preferences and HistoryGood sex requires that you have more than “sketchy” knowledge about the sexual preferences and sex history of your partner. Sex is more fulfilling if “you’re not wondering if“. If you know what your partner likes to do right from the start, you can explore a range of possibilities. Maybe even investigate some new territory, if you feel like it. In the heat of sex, you don’t want to be asking questions, you want to have a good time. Sex History is important...