EROTIC FANTASY ISLAND CHAPTER 11B
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July 28th, 2146
Deep space, between the orbits of Mercury and Venus
The armada continued on, coasting through space at seventy kilometers per second. Because of the attacks made by Mermaid, it was now an armada that was significantly more alert than it had been on the outset. All active detection systems on all ships were powered up and sweeping through designated sectors. A full wing of attack and detection craft now maintained a 24-hour combat space patrol, circling around on all sides in overlapping patterns. However, despite all of this surveillance of the flight path, it had been more than a week now since Mermaid's attacks and no one really believed that there could be any more Owls out there gunning for them. As a result, reactions were a bit lapsed and judgment was a bit overconfident once again. The perfect environment for disaster.
Swordfish was the second of the Owls that had been launched from Triad Naval Base. Ron Bales, her commander, a former detection technician in the WestHem navy like Brett, employed the same classic attack pattern Mermaid had used. He set his ship right in the path of the advance, relatively motionless from the perspective of the fast-moving armada. When the time was right, Bales gave the order and Swordfish's weapons crew unleashed two nuclear torpedoes — each at a Panama transport ship — from a distance of 320,000 kilometers. She then turned and moved clear of the firing zone as fast as she could without risking detection. Bales knew better than to press his luck by attempting a third shot against an alerted enemy.
The torpedoes drifted through space for more than an hour, closing on their targets. The first was detected at a range of 8000 kilometers by Packhorse, the ship it was stalking. A fury of anti-missile laser fire was directed at it, trying desperately to make a lethal intersection of beam and torpedo through the electronic jamming. Purely by blind luck, that is exactly what happened. One of the lasers scored a direct hit, burning into the delicate mechanisms of the nuclear package and destroying any chance of a detonation.
Despite the destruction of the warhead however, the body and mass of the missile remained intact and continued to close with its target. Two minutes and twelve seconds after detection, this mass slammed into the side of Packhorse at a velocity of eighty kilometers per second. This was sufficient kinetic energy to blast a hole more than fifty meters wide in the hull of the ship and into the side of one of the landing ships within. More than two hundred marines inside of that landing ship were killed instantly by the impact. Another sixty were burned to death by the resulting fires or suffocated by the hull breach itself.
The second of the missiles was detected at a range of 7200 kilometers from its target, Llama. This time the luck of the anti-missile fire did not hold and the missile achieved a perfect detonation at a range of forty kilometers. In less than two seconds Llama was nothing more than vaporized metal and scattered debris. Another 20,000 marines were dead at Martian hands.
Admiral Jules was frantic at the news that yet another greenie crewed Owl was not only out there, but had annihilated another of his ships. He personally monitored the search for the vessel, watching the display for more than an hour as attack ships and destroyers swarmed through the area. In the end however, though two of the search craft had passed within 200 kilometers of her, not so much of a sniff of Swordfish was gleamed. The armada passed her by and she turned towards home, triumphant, and without a scratch on her.
Jules, after reluctantly conceding that the offending ship had gotten away clean, was then forced to make yet another report to the executive council on Earth, letting them know that yet another attack had been successfully launched upon his forces. The communication lag was well over ninety minutes at this point in the journey, but this was still not sufficient time to dampen the fury of Loretta Williams. She bluntly told Jules that he was an incompetent, in charge of a larger group of incompetents, and only the knowledge that his second-in-command was an even bigger idiot than himself had kept her from replacing him and having him sent to the brig for dereliction of duty.
Jules took his executive dressing down like a man, only muttering a few obscenities at the image of Williams on the screen. He then was forced to turn to the bigger problem of what to tell the WestHem public about this latest catastrophic loss of life. Though it was an acknowledged fact that the WestHem civilian population was nothing more than sheep that tended to believe everything that they were told on the Internet, there were limits to how much they could swallow. It was unlikely that even the sheep would buy that another of his ships had collided, or mysteriously exploded through crew errors. Reluctantly, after consulting with General Wrath and holding a few communication-lagged conferences with executive staffers, it was decided that they would have to admit Martian involvement this time.
As had been the case in the first attacks, word of what had happened had already filtered down to the landing craft aboard the Panamas. The Internet screens in every room were turned on, the coverage, though delayed by the communication lag (it was ironic that those in the armada, where the story originated from, actually had to wait the longest to receive the Internet signal since it had to travel to Jupiter, Earth, and back to Jupiter again), was constant on the explosion that had destroyed Llama. The knowledge that another 20,000 of their comrades had been erased from existence in an instant weighed heavily on the rest of the troops.
"We're like rats in a cage," said Private Stinson aboard Mammoth. "We're trapped in these floating deathtraps while the greenies pick up off like targets on the range."
This time Lieutenant Callahan didn't bother spouting the company line, that they didn't know for sure that the greenies were involved. Though there had been no official statement yet, even the news was saying that the Martians had been responsible for this latest explosion. Though many wild theories were being floated by the "military experts" that worked for the big three Internet services, the most popular was some sort of kamikaze attack. Various physicists were put on camera to show just how the velocity of one vessel ramming another in open space at full speed could result in a cataclysmic explosion.
"Do you think they felt it when they went?" asked Sergeant Mallory. "Do you think it was real quick, or did the slowly suffocate to death when the hull was breached?"
"Had to have been fast," Corporal Jones said. "The whole ship is gone they say. Nothing but fragments left. They probably didn't even know what hit them."
They all silently pondered that thought for a moment as the latest expert on the Internet screen explained about kinetic energy and velocity. Before he could get too far into his lecture however, the newscaster interrupted to say that Admiral Jules was now giving his briefing on the events. It was time for the official word.
"Here we go," Mallory said. "Get ready to swallow a big one."
Jules came on the screen, resplendent in his class A uniform, his hair neatly pressed, his face dusted with a covering of make-up. He had the same solemn look on his face as he'd displayed the last time he had been forced to give such a briefing.
"Good evening," he told the solar system. "By now I'm sure everyone has heard about the tragic events that took place today, events that come little more than a week after the horrible accidents that befell our forces and cost so many their lives. I'm saddened to announce that once again catastrophe has struck this armada, a catastrophe that has cost many good men their lives.
"At approximately 2116 hours, Denver time, the WSS Llama, a Panama class transport ship carrying 20,000 marines for Operation Red Hammer, exploded, killing all hands on board. Rescue vessels were immediately sent to the scene of the explosion but there was no hope for survivors. The ship was in fact, completely destroyed.
"As before, an immediate investigation was launched into the cause of this explosion and the cause was found rather quickly. This time, the tragedy was not the result of an accident. This time, Martian terrorists were responsible for this heinous act."
He paused for a moment, to let his words sink in. After a few deep breaths, he continued. "Based on tracking data uplinked to the command center just prior to the explosion, it appears that these Martian terrorists took control of one of the Owl class stealth attack ships that were docked at Triad Naval Base when that facility was seized by the rogue units of the Martian Planetary Guard. These terrorists, probably using rudimentary spaceflight skills picked up by accessing the training computers at TNB, managed to accelerate the Owl to a speed of more than seventy kilometers per second towards our armada. Probably more by sheer luck than anything else, they were able to steer this vessel directly onto a collision course with Llama. Since the armada is traveling seventy kilometers per second towards the Planet Mars and since the Owl in question approached from the opposite direction, the closure speed was nearly 140 kilometers per second. This gave only seconds for Llama to attempt evasive action once the vessel was detected closing with her. Unfortunately, seconds were not enough time to prevent the collision. The Owl struck amidships on the port side. At that velocity, the impact was enough to completely obliterate both vessels.
"This is, without a doubt, one of the most cowardly, atrocious acts of barbarism imaginable. I implore all WestHem citizens to say prayers for the souls of these brave marines and naval personnel and for the families they've left behind. I am assured by the Executive Council that those responsible for launching this horrible mission against our forces will be tracked down once the planet has been liberated and they will be tried for crimes against humanity, treason, and for more than 20,000 individual counts of murder."
The briefing by Jules went on for quite some time, with General Wrath making an appearance and spouting a few words of his own about how his marines were still in high spirits and how they would fight on and re-take that planet despite the losses so that those responsible could be punished. This was followed by a question and answer period, during which, as before, not a single reporter asked a single question about the possibility of there having been a nuclear explosion responsible for the destruction of Llama. There was, however, a brief question concerning the WNS Packhorse, another Panama class that had been reported damaged that day.
"Again," Jules answered, "it seems that tragedies are striking this attack force in groups of two. Just minutes before the explosion that obliterated Llama, Packhorse was struck by a small meteor that somehow managed to be missed by the anti-meteor defenses. It is estimated that this was a small meteor, probably composed of a material that does not absorb heat well and that was shaped in just a way that it deflected most of the radar energy. It struck Packhorse amidships and caused a serious hull rupture, which, unfortunately caused the deaths of approximately 230 marines and naval personnel. The ship itself is being repaired in space and is still underway with the rest of the group. The remaining marines on board that ship, although understandably shocked and saddened by today's events, will still participate in Red Hammer when the landings occur."
"A meteor hit it?" asked Mallory. "Oh Jesus. There hasn't been a ship struck by a meteor in more than a hundred years. Now we're supposed to believe that one just happened to hit right before Llama went up?"
Nobody disputed his words. Everyone had a pretty good idea of what had really happened.
"LT?" Stinson asked Callahan.
"Yeah?" he said, wearily.
"Them greenies got those Owls that they took at Triad operational, don't they?"
Callahan wanted to lie, knew that his superior officers would not appreciate him voicing his own opinion in front of the troops. He wanted to, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. "It looks like maybe they do," he sighed. "Probably at least two of them, maybe more. They positioned themselves out here and they're pounding on the transport ships."
"They've given us more casualties doing that than they ever could have hoped for on the ground," Mallory opined.
"Don't worry though," Callahan said. "Once we make our landings we're gonna give it back to those greenie fucks in spades. We're gonna show those bastards what marines really do."
There were a few half-hearted cheers at his words, cheers that were mostly reactions rather than being powered by any actual emotion. In truth, morale was about as low as Callahan had ever seen before. They were trapped onboard a confined ship with primitive washing and laundry services and they were now apparently being stalked by an enemy capable of vaporizing them all in an instant. There was no way that they could fight back against such a thing; no way they could even see it coming.
Meanwhile, in Eden, just outside the MPG base, the Troop Club was doing its fair share of business. Every table was full of off-duty military personnel swilling down alcohol or smoking marijuana. The three servers behind the bar and the two waiters circulating among the tables were scrambling to keep up with the demand. Though the Earthling accountants that had managed the bar had been banished to their apartments along with most of the other Earthling corporate types, the actual labor pool that ran the facility still reported for work every day to do their part to keep the MPG morale from descending to the level being faced by the WestHem marines. In all, it was a project that seemed to be working well. At most of the tables the talk was boisterous and laughter was frequent. On the large Internet screens that were mounted on the walls and above the bar, MarsGroup channels were the ones being viewed.
The clip of Admiral Jules' briefing regarding the destruction of one of their vessels had just been played for everyone to see. Commentary by the Martian newscasters as to just what this really meant was now being offered.
"Laura Whiting, the interim government officials, and everyone on General Jackson's staff have continued to refuse comment on the destruction of the WestHem ships today," said a pretty African descended reporter. "No explanation is offered for the refusal to comment, but it should be pointed out that Whiting and Jackson have both been very candid with past requests on past MPG operations during this conflict. One can only speculate that the reason for their silence must be an ongoing operation that might be compromised if WestHem authorities were given details. As such, our department and all of the other MarsGroup stations that report news and information are honoring their request and not pestering them. It is, however, common knowledge, as we've reported in the past, that at least four of the Owl class stealth attack ships that were captured at Triad Naval Base are no longer in their moorings and that there was a frantic burst of activity at SpaceLab Incorporated, the facility that produces the nuclear torpedoes that the Owls fire. This information, coupled with the wave of explosions that the approaching armada seems to be facing over the last ten days, is certainly compelling."
"Compelling," said Lon Fargo from one of the tables near the back. "She says it's compelling. I think they should keep their fucking mouths shut about it. Don't they know that this planet is full of WestHem spies that are relaying that information back to Earth?"
"Freedom of the press," said Horishito, who had just packed an electric pipe with a hit of some potent marijuana. "Even during wartime, we have to let the press report what they see. That's the only way to run a planet."
"Oh, lets not start that argument again," said Matza, who was packing his own pipe with another load. "I agree with Lon. They should shut their asses about it until whatever operation we're running with those Owls is over with."
"Here, here," said Lon, picking up a pipe of his own. He looked over at the newest member of his squad, the member that he had fought unsuccessfully to avoid having assigned. It was a fight that he was now kind of glad he had lost. "What do you think about this, Wong?" he asked her. "Your partner is usually quite opinionated on these matters. Are you the same?"
Lisa looked up at him, her eyes reddened and half-lidded, a determined expression on her face. She too held an electric pipe in her hands, its bowl stuffed full. "My opinion?" she said with a snort. "My opinion is that it doesn't fucking matter. The Earthlings are a bunch of dumb asses. They haven't even admitted that we've hit them yet, at least not with actual weapons. I think we could send them a schematic of the exact location of every one of those Owls and a timetable showing when they're going to attack, and the dumb fucks still wouldn't do anything about it."
"Fuckin aye," put in Winters, another of the new assigns from the last training class. He had been a dip-hoe in Eden before the revolution and was now the squad's medic. "And you gotta hand it to those guys that went out in those ships to hit them. That takes some balls. I thought joining the special forces was nuts. They're actually out there in deep space going up against the goddamn navy."
"And kicking ass too," said Matza. "They've already knocked out about sixty thousand of the OPFOR. And there's still at least two more Owls out there. Shit, they keep this up and we might not have to fight at all."
"Don't say that," said Horishito. "They give up before they get here then we won't get to watch Wong prove she's got bigger balls than we do. I for one have been looking forward to that."
That produced a bout of laughter from everyone at the table, Lisa included. Though there had been a time when such words, obviously directed at the fact that she was a female, would have provoked anger in her, those days were gone. In two weeks of training with her new squad out in the wastelands, she had more than proved her worth to her teammates. Her physical condition was now better than she had ever imagined it could be. She could haul a full load of sixty millimeter mortars, in addition to her own weapons, up the tallest hill without causing a discharge warning on her suit. She could move boulders and dig hiding holes in the rocky Martian soil as well as any of them. She could shoot any weapon in the special forces inventory with pinpoint accuracy, with or without the combat goggle targeting system active. She could assemble booby traps and plant them in under a minute flat.
"Maybe that's a bad analogy," Lon said.
"Oh?" said Lisa.
"Yes, I've seen you in the shower, remember? Your balls aren't very big at all. In fact, I can hardly see them."
"Yes, and I've noticed you've done a lot of searching for them too, boss man," she said slyly. "Sometimes you've searched so much in there that your weapon started to get cocked."
The table erupted in another bout of laughter, this time at their leader's expense. Lon actually blushed at the attention. True, he had been known to check out his new female squad member in the shower from time to time, and true, it had caused him to develop the beginnings of an erection more than once, but he hadn't been aware that anyone, especially Wong herself, had noticed. Another supposition, proven wrong. Still, Lon was good-natured about the jive, and Wong was a very attractive woman. Could he help it if she insisted on showering and dressing with the rest of the team? That was her decision, wasn't it? "I was just checking to make sure you practice good hygiene after our deployments," he said. "You know what they say about cleanliness."
"Hey, sarge," Horishito said. "How come you never check out my hygiene that thoroughly? Wong got something that I don't got?"
"Yeah, sarge," said Matza. "I'm hurt. That's blatant favoritism, you ask me."
"And what's so interesting," Lisa said, "about a woman soaping herself up in the shower, anyway? I certainly don't find it all that exciting."
"No?" said Lon, raising his eyebrows suggestively.
"No," she said, "although you never know what's going on in my little mind while I see all you guys soaping up now, do you?"
"She's got a point there," said Matza. "She could be thinking whatever she wants in there, and we wouldn't have a clue, would we?"
"Part of the beauty of being a girl," Lisa said. "So are we gonna take these bonghits or what? I think we're on number five here, aren't we?"
"Number five," Horishito agreed. "And I still say that no girl is gonna take more hits than I can. Nothing personal, Wong, its just an anatomical fact of life. Men are better suited for sucking up the green."
"That's why we got a hundred bucks riding on it Hoary," she said. "Now lets smoke up."
"Let's smoke," the other two echoed.
On the count of three all of them activated their electric pipes, turning the marijuana inside into shriveled ash and sending the cooled steam that was produced down into their lungs. They each held their hits in for a count of thirty seconds before blowing them out.
"Damn," said Lon, taking a few breaths to get some fresh oxygen in. "There's really nothing in the solar system like Agricorp green. I'm glad all the people who grow it are on our side of the revolution."
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We were drunk, and by far, the two prettiest girls in the room, the other girl had sloped off with two guys, and judging by her screams, was engaged in a double penetration sex act, in the room above where we were. We were the only girls in the room, and could easily be surrounded by four boys each, three girls and a football team, minus a goal keeper, which as someone pointed out, we girls could be good goal keepers, because we could let everyone in, bar their balls.We laughed somewhat...
The first day of school is always the worst, they say. Not so much for my case. On my immediate arrival, I met: my future best friend, the student body president, the guy everyone loved being around, no matter what mood you were in. When I walked in the doors, his friendly little teenage hand stuck itself out towards me, inviting me to grip it in favor. I hadn't really noticed he existed, being the new kid, I was extremely nervous. Being greeted in such a proper manner came as a shock at...
"Can we pull into the lookout for a while please?" asked Fiona. I indicated when I saw the exit sign a couple of kilometres later. The forest closed in around us making the side road even darker. My headlights illuminated only a series of trees and the curving centre line. We appeared to be the only ones up here -- there were other parking spots closer to town for the young drivers. I pulled up looking towards the lights of our township and killed my headlights. As my eyes readjusted,...
Addicted To Semenby Mimi XMy heart was pounding as I approached the room. I still wasn't sure why I decided to do this. I knew that there could be some danger. But the allure was stronger...The ad said some guys were looking for a woman who loves cum, and there'd be no forced or unwilling sex – just cum.I was intrigued, so here I am at the hotel – and I knock on the door.A well-kept man in his mid-40's answered the door and invited me in. He didn't ask my name, and I didn't ask his. I saw a...
Thursday, July 27th, 2006, Boston Massachusetts Violet and I were sitting in the back row of my mini-van next to Maria. I was doing my best to explain everything that had led up to our fateful meeting—starting with when I’d found the ring of the Twin Serpents. I was getting a little frustrated because she didn’t want to believe anything that had to do with magic. In her mind, there had to be a reasonable, rational, scientific explanation for everything. Malachar had been snickering in my...
This is my first story detailing the type of marriage I hope to enter into. I am firm believer in a Matriarchy lifestyle where the male takes the traditional role of the wife. Unlike other types of Internet relationships, I believe that a D/S marriage/relationship is built on the traditional values of trust, love, and fun. I do believe in fidelity, just incase your wondering, but only for the male. Commitment, another cornerstone of a relationship is based on the trust and love between...
We were still in our quick Jamaica’s vacation, when Maia decided we could go for dinner at a nice restaurant close to the beach.The waiter attending there was of course a Jamaican dark skinned man in his thirties, with athletic body and a handsome face. He was wearing a tight T shirt, that enhanced the image of his muscles…We sat down and he approached to ask what we wanted to drink, while he was talking to us about I noticed that my sweet Maia was looking directly at his bulge…Both me and my...
I am Honey in Sexome planet and only ever youth of 18 Yrs. due to the atmosphere of the planet and given birth to a female child after impregnating by my shemale daughter Electra.Here Hero my husband is also fucking his daughter Evlyn and Queen Eva and my daughter has become 10 months here means 10 Yrs. in earth.Here Hero fucking all three together and also we three having a good lesbian time and here the function of the plant comes to play. The plant has got a life of it’s own and it’s flower...
IncestYou know the drill- vote, comment and use the private feedback option. Thanks to my copy editor KatieTay, my new plot editor Cambria Rose and my beta reader SamanthaYvonne. Sleep was hard to come by for Jake. He was hungry. Really hungry. The war between his heavy-lidded eyes and his growling stomach went on. His stomach won eventually. Grumbling, he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and opened the door to the kitchen. Staggering through the doorway, he spied the fridge. Inside the freezer...
Bill had decided to have another wedding since his first to Fleur had gone so badly with the Death Eaters attacking and ruining the function. So here he was. If only he could find his bride now. Night was falling and he was practically itching to take his wife to bed..but where in Merlin was she? He looked around to find his beautiful redhead sister Ginny sitting nearby in one of the wedding tents talking with Hermione Granger and walked towards them. His sister had grown into quite the...
I can’t believe where I am and what we’re about to be doing. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that I’d be lying on this four poster bed in this gorgeous hotel deep in the Dorset countryside. To be honest, never in my wildest fantasies did I think that I was the kind of girl ever to agree to something like this! But the crazy thing is I don’t mind that I’m here. I don’t mind that I’ve agreed to give it a try. In fact…if I was completely honest with myself I think I’d find that I’m actually...
Every time I passed her in the store she towered over my 5′ 7.” I was beginning to wonder if I was going to be able to pull this off. Was she as strong as she was tall? Her name was Jill and I was going to kidnap her and have some fun if she didn’t kill me. She had brown hair with blonde streaks and a fantastic body. Very slender with large, high riding breasts which certainly didn’t need a bra. I decided to use chloroform to knock her out temporarily at least until I...
The car I was following seemed to be heading in a fairly straight line back out of town away from the warehouse, although veering north away from where I had found Ronny and his friends. The further out of town we got, the more I let a gap grow between us. Since the traffic was thinning out, I figured I would stand out more without the traffic to blend into. I still felt like it was pretty obvious I was following him, but you hear about cops tailing people, and I hadn’t seen any signs that...
I'm not a writer so bare with me. I work on a merchant ship enroute to Africa and Europe and out to sea for 8 to 10 months durations. I inherited this job from my grampa and dad and I had to go to nautical school for 3 years. I couldn't just give up on this job. Dian was 22 when we married and asked me to take a land job but wouldn't. The shipping line owners are family friends to us and they paid me so good with a promise I'll be cheifmate someday, no way I'm walking away. Diane quit her job...
Kaneki Ken sat at a table in one of his favorite coffee shops in all of Tokyo, a small place by the name of Anteiku. A barely touched cup of coffee laid on the table in front of him. It wasn't unusual for Kaneki to ignore his coffee, but it was usually a book that distracted him from his drink. He had a book with him, as he always did, but today, and for the past several days if he was being honest with himself, it was a girl who distracted him. Or a woman, rather. She was far too well...
TranssexualJeff met with Kei, Edi and Alesha on the updated design that they were working on for the new ski lodge, then stopped off in the living room to watch the late news before eventually winding up in his suite. After a shower where he "played" with Jennie and Melissa, he walked into a strangely quiet bedroom. Looking around, he began to wonder. "What?" he asked, then suddenly it hit him, "Where's Ann?" Arlene caught his eye. "We've looked for her, and she's not anywhere in the Retreat....
Here I am again stuck in traffic, like usual. Yelling to myself because the traffic isn't moving. But the good thing is that it's Friday and a three day weekend. All I want to do is get home, grab a beer, take a nice long shower and relax. Finally the traffic starts to move and I see why we had to wait so long. Some dumb-ass chick was in her phone while driving and slammed into the back of a semi. “STUPID ASS!!! “ yelled in the car with my windows up. The traffic is flowing just right and I can...
Quickie SexWelcome to the final part of my story; you have met Terri and Sam in 15 years of lust and Sally in ‘Sally’s virginity.’ Thank you for all the kind comments from both these stories. Stay at Home BreakIt was time for our summer holidays, and as usual Terri and I would holiday with Sam and Richard, Terri’s Mom and Stepdad, and Sally Terri’s younger sister. We had nothing planned, we did think about going aboard but with all the troubles in the world we decided it would be stay at home break...
As many will know Jaq and myself live a sex fuelled life. A few years back while at our swingers club the conversation got onto raising money for good causes. It was suggested that it would be nice if we could all raise a little cash for a local hospice. The hospice was chosen as we had recently lost a dear member to cancer who had been looked after at the hospice.It was decided that each couple would raise money over the coming weeks, then the money would be collected and presented to the...
MatureIntroduction: Authors Note: I hope you Enjoy the story. Feedback, and Comments, even Critisizam is much Appreciated. I will admit I am a Horrible Speller. This is a story I thought up, and it took me a few hours to put it down(about 6). Sorry, but being Single, and horney contributed to the story, but not getting any for years doesnt help as I was hard almost the entire time I took to write the story. Ive been on a business trip, and I was only supposed to get home the day after tomorrow. But I...
Monday morning was the worst, weather wise, that I'd ever experienced, even though the storm had ended Sunday. Everything was coated in ice, even the snow and it was almost single digit temperatures. I spent an hour trying to clear my poor car of the ice that had imprisoned it, going back inside every few minutes to warm up. I wore my ski-bib over my clothes, which I wore over my thermals and was still freezing. At least I didn't have Weights today; those locker rooms were cold! I inched...
The vampire queen hugged the naked body closely as her victim, a pretty Asian teenager, experienced a final massive orgasm, cried out and lay still in her arms. At last, satisfied she had drained every drop, the vampire released her grip and the body slumped to the floor like a discarded rag. The movie theatre restroom was dark, quiet and otherwise empty or so the queen thought. As she closed her robe, the queen felt another presence. She smiled, not even bothering to turn around. "Hello,...
Hai readers thank you for read my story continuation. Jayan walked into Kumar's house. He said "hi" to a few guys in the hallway that he recognized. Jayan had been at another , and worked his way over to Kumar's late. Most of the boys were very drunk, almost in a stupor. Word quietly spread that Jayan was here. Kalyani was in a dark corner of the family room, where Kumar sat on a chair getting a blowjob from her, as another boy fucked her from behind. Some boys slithered away fearing trouble,...
IncestWhat few dreams I remembered were plagued with keys and lockets and spells going awry. Alyssa woke me up a couple of times, not because I was tossing and turning, but to enjoy another round of deep-seeded orgasms. The dreams, however, bothered me. They bothered me a lot. Someone knocked on my door. Then I heard, “Get up sleepy head. You can’t sleep all day.” I recognized that voice. Yeah, it was Mom. I froze. I remembered every detail from the night before, with the exception of the end...
She had been in a slump for a couple weeks. Nothing had been going right for her and she felt like her world could collapse at any moment. Whenever she wanted to relieve stress, she hiked this trail, one mile up the mountain and the other mile back down. She was almost to the top of the trail when it started to rain. ‘I’ve got to get away,’ she said to no one in particular as she walked along the trail. ‘So much for walking to help me take my mind off HIM.’ The ‘HIM’ would be her first real...
With her husband barely in the grave, new widow Bridgette is already feeling the need to get some new cock up her cooch. Hell she’s a Cougar and on the prowl and who cares if her first victim is one of her husbands best friends. He was there at the funeral with her. He should understand her needs. Bridgette needs a dick in her and fast. What a pleasant surprise it is too when Jax pulls out a monstrous thunder bomber from his pants. Now that is some serious dickage and this horny Cougar...
xmoviesforyouChapter 6a - Partners in lustI woke up the next morning and I had the worst headache I could ever remember having in my life. The beers that the man across the street and snuck to me during the fireworks was taking its revenge on my young body. I laid in bed with my eyes closed, feeling my tummy churning and my head pounding as I tried to remain as still as possible. A few minutes later, I was making a fast dash to the bathroom due to my tummy deciding it wanted nothing to doi with the remnant...
Introduction: Well I wrote about her latest sexploits in Anne Marie Submissive Slutwife so I figured I should post the story about the first time she ever did another guy in front of me. My wife Anne Marie is in her early thirties, five ft. seven inches tall, with long dirty blond hair and dark chocolate eyes. She has awesome long legs, and a playboy bunny ass. Her breasts are small and firm, and her nipples are incredibly long and sexy when she is turned on. We have always been pretty open...
So it takes all kinds to make the world go around or so I have heard. Even so.... A couple of weeks ago I went to a XXX arcade off of 635 in Dallas. I walked in and there were the usual suspects waiting to see if you had what they wanted or if you had something they might have wanted. Most looked away as I got to them, except a younger guy standing inside a door on an open room. Now I am in my 50's but still want sex every night. So I look him in the eye as I walk past and he smiles. So...
It’s Friday evening. Long day at the office, and some of the girls are going for pizza.When we arrive at the restaurant I maneuver, surreptitiously, to sit next to you. The pizza’s slow to arrive but no one cares - we’re all on our second drink and the conversation’s kind of raucous. Everyone’s having a good time.You’re in earnest conversation with the girl on your left, while I’m listening to office gossip from the girl on my right. I’m nodding and smiling at the appropriate times but my mind...
The world, on the other side of the glass, was suffering; buffeted and sodden. Gales had been lashing for the better part of two days. High winds had whipped the pines into thrashing wands, stripping the remaining pine cones to fall to the ground with little thuds, barely audible above the cacophony of the storm. Black, scudding clouds shrouded the landscape, creating bizarre, moving shadows of dark over dark, blotting out the usual features of the pine forest. The rain, driven...