This is Interstellarlove

SEXEN He wakes up again like any other normal day but noticed two missed calls from the lady he met last week or was it the week before. He picked up the phone but made no effort to even call back, instead he walked towards the kitchen to grab something to eat. How he wish he was still living with his parents but unfortunately their tale ended a few years back. Even with the financial aid left by his parents was not enough to fully cover his tuition fees as most of it goes to his younger siblings. He hid the sidearm back in his kitchen drawer before leaving the apartment. Why? “Remember the training. Never be naive. Stay focus or you stay dead.” said Anthony as he motivates Sam to be better than he was yesterday. “Sir?” said Sam. “Call me sir again and you get 50 push ups. Give me 10 now!” Sam does the push ups and asked again but this time he address his senior by his first name, “Anthony, how long have you been in this program.” “About two years now.” he repli...

EXTRA 2: Second year He takes cover from behind the walls as the terrorists shouts in an indistinct language before showering the lad with lead. Afraid and unsure of what his next should be, he prays and remembers a face he once knew. A girl he once knew. He takes out his knife from his left pocket and recounts how many bullets are left in the handgun. Before he could make a daring move, the terrorists were shot down. He tries to understand the whole situation and as he does, he hears a familiar voice. “Dude? You there?” a familiar voice. He takes a peek while still being cautious with his gun front out and ready to shoot. “Took you guys long enough,” he says with a happy expression. He stops to place his gun back in the holster, and notices a picture of a girl on the floor. He picks it up and sees nothing but beauty and the first thing that comes into mind was ‘God damn, she’s beautiful’.

SEX The bed is shaking from the intensity. He fucks her from behind as she moans loud and clear. “Do you like it?’ he asked while grabbing her shoulder from the back. “Yes!” she moans. Their body heat results in sweating from the intense fucking. She moans louder and louder as he increases his thrust pace. Both were very much invested in the whole session. They took a little breather after he had climaxed. He took the time to go to the kitchen to get hydrated. He was drained from the steamy activity. He stops to ponder that all of this could be a wet and elaborated dream. He pinched his cheeks to find out if it were so - apparently it was not a dream. 'Lucky sombitch'. He opens the door, there she was - naked. “If you say you’re done, then you don’t know what’s coming next boy.” she said. Confused, he replied, “I’m not a boy okay” before jumping onto the bed. He tickled her, kiss her, and bit her gently. She too bit him. She went for his neck and bit his bac...

Chapter Ending Bakar is laying on the ground, with his back against the cold cemented floor, as his eyes are tearing up for the tip of my retractable blade given to me by my Goddess tender the skin of his neck. He is probably accepted that he won’t see pass through the hour, but some part of him hopes he will. I am the master of his life now; I am his God from this point on. I say to him, while my boots on his chest, pressing against him so he won’t make a move, “Do you believe in God?” “What?” he trembles at this moment, he is starting to cry now. “Please,” he begs. I repeat myself, “Do you believe in God?” “Please. Yes. Yes. I believe in God.” I lift the knife from his throat, giving him a false sense of hope, and I say in a deadpan manner, “You can’t afford to believe in God.” Like the white dragon being provoked, without his fair warning, I plunge the knife deep into his mouth. He is still alive after the first hit. I yank it out and then I stab it into his throat, bloo...

FIVE It was a cloudy day out in the local park. He took out his book and his favorite pen, he scribbled notes of things he saw. People, dog, trees, cloud, sun, grass, cars, bicycles - things he observed. He noticed a lady sitting by the bench area, he wanted to go talked to her which he did so. His straightforward personality made it easier for him. The respondent however, might not be so straightforward as he is. He got up slowly, packed his stuff in his sling bag and went to where the lady was. "Hello there beautiful," a friendly tone. "What's a beautiful lady like you doing out here alone?" He asked. “Trying to finish this book.” she looks at him with suspicion. “What’s the book about?” he asked. “Just your regular romance story about a boy meets girl kind of thing.” “You’re into those kind of stuff eh?” as he takes a book out from his bag. He gives the lady a good look at the book. “I’m not much of a reader but I read once in a while...