This is a composite summary. When I see it written, it doesn't seem so terrifying. But at night, it's so vivid; I wake up drenched. In one dream, I dreamt that two children were taken hostage. I grab them and we're running to the squad cars. They start shooting at us. I lay over the kids. I feel the bullets hit me. I wake up and the small patches still tingle on my back and side. Some of the symbolism I can see directly. My past does live in my dreams. To understand, I will try and provide some pseudo-chronological back- ground.
Science Fiction Fantasy: Marcs Diary
Love it - Leave it
The air was full of whispering voices promising a fantasy of erotic pleasures, some Chip had done before, others that he had never dreamed were possible! At the same time every inch of his body was being caressed by hot warm air. His cock was throbbing, near to bursting so pent up was his desire. He could feel the urge to cum build and build, getting oh so close to release but not quite there.
Eternal KissFrom The Vampire
People change, places change, times change. I lived, in a manner of speaking, through the Enlightenment, the age of Imperialism, and the Industrial Revolution. So much has happened since I was first brought forth from my mother's womb that it would take years just to tell you my experiences alone. What I will do for you is this- tell you one tale of lust, passion, and awakening that will have you calling me a liar one minute and wanting to bed me the next. Let me just say this before I begin. If you don't want to believe the story, or can't believe it, then don't read any further. It's that simple.
Science Fiction Story - Sex Potion for my Obsession
I went home and started to record everything he did at home. I had three monitors hooked up in my bedroom and started to watch. I was well rewarded. That very night I watched as he changed his clothes and for a moment stood buck naked in his room. This was too much for me, I started to rub the bulge in the trainers I was wearing. As I was watching him reading a comic book on his bed, rubbing my cock and moaning at myself in my room, an amazing thing happened. As I was watching him, he pulled out a magazine from under his bed. I couldn't tell whatit was, but I could certainly see the effects of it. It wasn;t long before I noticed a bulge in the short pants he was wearing.
Dream Rider Gay Sex Story
As the black vehicle hurtled closer, the illusion didn't dissipate, persisting like an relentless mirage. It also looked something like a concept car, almost like a highly rounded shape. From the speed it was moving, I didn't think it could be anything but that. I diffidently dropped my arm as it virtually flew closer, nervously thinking that someone was probably conducting a speed test of some kind. Whoever it was looked like his car was almost breaking the sound barrier.
Bad Dreams In Science Fiction Story
"You will only speak when spoken to directly and then you say Sir or Master. I used only the lowest setting on the pain stick, would you like to receive more, if not move now.
My Werewolf Friend Larry
We finished our drinks and left. Tompkins Square park was just down the street and Larry suggested we cut through it to save a bit of time. I said, "Sure, why not?" It was a beautiful autumn evening what with the moon and all. As we walked we talked about this and that. He apologized for saying so little about himself in the past. I got the vague impression that there was some specific item that he was referring to . Then he made a cryptic remark about us learning some interesting things about ourselves before the evening was out.
Cut And Paste
"What do I do?" he asked, sitting naked on the bed, then leaning back on his big arms, his boner huge and beautiful. John grew boners as spontaneously as a puppy wags its tail. He was like a puppy, too, frisky and interested and friendly and affectionate, except instead of being a puppy he had this big, beautifully developed body of his, with its fluid movement and awesome muscles.
The Christmas Pony
Only the lightly falling snow that decorated the landscape seemed to exhibit life. The children of the Streamer family had gone to bed early in hopes that Santa would come. Tom Streamer and his lovely wife Laura were snuggled in each others arms, anticipating the joyous laughter that soon will fill the Midwestern farmhouse as it did each Christmas before.
Science Fiction Story Free Fall
We boarded the shuttle on the mark, and a bored checker read the countdown for us. I'll never quite get used to it, even though everyone else seemed to. That bone-crushing take- off, over three minutes of agony while the shuttle gets up to speeds of eight miles per second, and climbs to the 225,000 mile orbits of the geosynchronous satellites. Once we were up to speed, though, I checked our flight plan, and then saw to my dismay that we were below speed. We would make the rendevous (those satellites don't really move in that orbit, at least relative to us and the Earth), but were going to approach it slower than planned.
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