Death - Page 51

Author's Note: This is the final Policewomen story. This is Cindy's third story in the series. She's a woman unable to orgasm. You don't have to read her first two stories - where she tries women, then black men - but this one is her final attempt to cum

PROLOGUE Fierce conflicts on the socio-political issue of abortion were a mainstay of American politics. It took the increasing influence of Japan and its differing cultural views on the matter of death to start a process, which would lead to the appearance of Deathgivers

Amy had a hard time sleeping and her husband whishing her a happy birthday when she turned 35 meant little because this would be the last day of her life

My wife Claire was a beautiful, tall, 36 yr old redhead who had an insatiable appetite for sex. So what's the problem say? Even though I still had the hots for her after 15 years of marriage; I couldn't keep her satisfied. I considered myself to be a good lover and she agreed

CHAPTER THREE 1ST SUNDAY Saturday they putter around the house since it’s raining and the kids keep getting under foot. Mike spends part of the day doing up paperwork for an insurance claim report he has been working on for a week

It is a late autumn evening, the crickets sing loudly and the wind tickles the leaves in the trees

I knew Tabby couldn’t stay angry with me for long. She loved me as devotedly as I loved her, but I would have to have a heart to heart talk with her about the nature of our relationship soon

Can we survive VII Moe's story cont. Ralph and Toni were talking with a disheveled, I think it is a man. What ever, it was dirty. Ralph came over Moe this dirt pile says her name is JuJu. You almost rode in on their camp there are three adults and 5 kids all one family

The Gothic Frat House's Halloween party was renowned across the campus for being not only the most incredible parties, but also the most raunchiest

“Oh…” I was stumbling over my words and couldn't find the next ones. “And that's…” “Yeah, that's God.” She leaned forward, her large breasts pushing against my chest, and her arms to the sides of my chest, rocking back and forth slowly In my cock. “Oh my god

I first laid eyes on Joanna Marcus-Nelson several months ago while on trial after being arrested for a necro sex offense

"A 28-year-old Queens woman was stabbed to death early yesterday morning outside her apartment Thirty-Eight who saw murder didn't call the police." -New York Times, March 14, 1964. *** “The problem with the Leona Ciarelli murder is that it never happened

Mindy’s Thirst Grows Having more money than she could ever spend and still making a fortune with each new film she sold to her special lists of clients really had benefits. Mindy was afforded the luxury of her own pleasure yacht and a private marina slip on mainland Naples

I could see that Tee was watching my every move as I washed my cock, pubic hair and balls. I rinsed the washcloth, put a little fresh soap on it, and walked to the bed. There was a question in her eyes as she reached out, took the cloth and began catching cum and her own juices

A warning to readers. - - This story features the themes of sexual slavery, bestiality, among with others that are not always liked by many individuals. This could include a possible snuff scene in a later chapter but I haven't decided yet

all I remember is falling asleep and waking up around 12 am still in jessicas arms. "Finally decide to get up sleepy head?" "Yeah, and have you been up this whole time?" "No just woke up a few minute before you. You dremt of a girl..hurting you

Damien told Carmen to stay put while he went to investigate. Despite a short lived argument he ran off and Carmen was left alone in a room full of mirrors. It crept the hell out of her, everytime she turned she was expecting to see something else instead of her reflection

Lira had just woke up. Getting a few minutes of sleep when she could Lira was clueless about the events of what had taken place. She yawned once brushing her black hair to the side and looked at herself in the mirror. Making sure she was decent enough looking to pass for working

“Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes.” -Neil Gaiman, "The Sandman" *** October 31st, 6:10 PM: The house was dark except for the black-and-white flicker of the TV screen

Hedone It was a Friday night like any other. Myka was going out with a couple of friends to her favourite club in town. Like every Friday she has gone out looking for a date. But every week she has gone home alone. Myka considered herself to be just an average woman