Tag: Breasts

ROCKETMAN

 

West of the Centre of Los Angeles, not far from LAX Airport and Marina Del Rey was Langourie tower. It was an imposing 30 floored structure. Perched on its top floor was a huge diamond-like structure which moved around at night bathing the ground below in flickering, mesmerising scintillas of coloured light.

It was the headquarters of the Langourie media empire. This up and coming corporate heavyweight had massively grown into a now formidable body encompassing some 20 smaller organisations with offices in London, Paris, Rome, Madrid, Tokyo, Berlin, Prague and a brand new branch in Beijing. Read more…

Cynthia & Anahnka: Queen of the Nile

Professor Smith from the Archaeology Department at State University was supervising the opening of a new pyramid just outside Cairo. The recent resurfacing and repair of Egypt’s archaeological treasures had exposed the entrance to this new, fully buried, ancient crypt.

After he was notified of the new find, the professor immediately flew to Egypt. Among the exploration party was Cynthia Johnson, a brilliant graduate student. She was a tall, strong and well-shaped woman with gorgeous long, dark hair. Her complexion was a deep olive, completely flawless. During the dig she most commonly wore a khaki outfit consisting of shorts and a short sleeve shirt. Due to the sun she often wore a pith helmet. Boots and long black socks finished her outfit. She didn’t design the outfit to be sexy, but with her full, lush body and perfectly tanned, baby smooth skin, it was!
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Prisoner of Passion

Part 1
Initiation

Pain.

It covered him from head to toe and pulled him back to consciousness.  After a moment he opened his eyes to the blurry world around him and tried to understand.  The memories came flooding back too fast for any comprehension.  Memories of his search for his friend and teammate, plunging into the enemy base, and then the fight….

They lost.  They lost the raid on the base and he was taken captive.

With comprehension sinking in, he tried to focus in on where he was now.  He moved his bruised arms and began to rub at his eyes, wiping away the sleep and willing the world into focus. Read more…

Planet Emerauda

matt was sleeping alone in his vacation cabin in the mountains. He and his wife had gotten into a horrible fight and he stormed out of the house. He was still angry! She wanted to share the financial duties in the household without his okay to make investment decisions, of all things . . . she was a woman! . . . what did she know about such things! But that was not how it was supposed to work. At least that was not the way it had worked when he was growing up. His dad made all those kind of decisions, and his mom never complained.  Read more…

The Pilgrimage

It s difficult to describe how excited mike felt each time he got just a block from Mistress Marquesa\’s home. As instructed, he always called Her on his cell phone from the airport as soon as he got off the plane and barked into it. It was a quick phone call he identified himself with the bark and She instructed him he had just 20 minutes to call Her from the pay phone near Her home.

As he left the terminal he told himself, like so many times before, that this was the last time. he would go through with it this time because he was already here but never again. No matter how many times he served at the beautiful, sexy, regal feet of Mistress Marquesa he never got used to it. he always felt an indescribable mix of anxiety, fear, nervousness, guilt, butterflies, but most prominently, excitement . . . most certainly, excitement where it counts most! Read more…

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