The Light of Lusst'ghaa Ch. 02

"I'm off up to bed then." announced my wife, Tracey, at 11pm when the tv show we were watching ended. "Ok then love, I'll be up in a little while." I replied, knowing full well I was intending on staying down a lot longer and probably end up sleeping on the settee, as I was increasingly doing those days. She wasn't really expecting me up anytime soon, she'd gotten used by now to having the bed to herself, it was a blessed relief for her to not have to be kept awake by my snoring I suppose. We were both in our mid fifties, which isn't that old but intimacy in the bedroom between us just seemed to be getting less frequent, even though we had the house to ourselves since our only daughter, Catherine, had grown up and flown the nest. Tracey had a mildly irritating tendency to sometimes pop back down soon after she'd gone up because she'd forgot something or other. Once I was sure she was settled and not coming back down, I put the "Hon

Author's Note: This story is a collaboration with my friend Jim (Mojavejoe420). We both contributed equally to its content and we hope you enjoy it. We'd also like to thank Harvey for his editing expertise. Tag: Upheaval and a new beginning. All characters in this story are 18 or older. - - - - - "What the hell were you thinking? How could you have been so stupid?" In my 18 years I'd never heard my mother swear. Tears were running down her face and I knew how devastating this was for her, for both of my parents. Earlier that evening the DJ had made an announcement about the Rhino's new advertising campaign, which featured my somewhat-revealing picture on a giant billboard by the freeway. Tony told me before I left work that he'd rented space on 20 billboards and within a week my image would be plastered all around the Dallas-Fort Worth area. Not that it mattered now, but when I tried to protest my boss snidely reminded me that I'd signed his model re

Solar time unit = year planetary time unit = day ---------------------------- Sam stood there looking over the scene, they needed to move if they had any chance to stop the Tetricons. He had three full Cliverstones, himself, Thantas whom he'd just discovered was his sister then Mellos. A slight gasp from the only occupied bed, had Triann and Drivas rushing to Thellus's side. "God I am so hot." She said as she like Drivas tried to rise from the bed, only to fall back. "It should pass soon, I am reading that, just like Drivas, your transformation is complete. I welcome the both of you to the Cliverstone race." Triann said. "Do you remember what Triot said about you and I?" Drivas asked. Thellus started to shake her head then immediately regretted it. "Not sure if I can believe a thing that piece of trash says." "Well, according to him we are sisters, Triann confirmed it a few hours ago. Though," Here Drivas hesitated. Thellus, l

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'Age is just a number ~ a number that signifies hideous decay.' - Alexie Sayle ******* Jetski rolled off me and lay his sweat-steamed body next to mine on the bed. We were both breathless but he was panting like a dog locked in a hot car. I rested my palm on his rapidly rising and falling breast; there was a pool of damp in the furry hollow of his palpitating chest. The morning had begun with a tender waking kiss and had quickly escalated into a passionate embrace until Jetski wrestled me underneath him and speared me with his ever-present teenage erection. I'd wrapped my legs around his thighs in a symbolic entrapment and he went to work at creating within me that wonderfully indescribable feeling of an orgasm beginning from small ripples of pleasure then amplifying steadily into a tsunami of cascading and unstoppable climaxes. As I lay recovering from my first blissful overload, my hands idly tracing the contours of his spine, I'd soon become aware that Jetski was n