Berlin Nadya pushed through the crowded dance floor of the club, discreetly pocketing the injection pen. She exited before her work was noticed and joined the flow of drunken clubbers streaming along the sidewalk. A few blocks away, she ducked into another bar, found the bathrooms and locked herself in a stall. The costume was simple enough to remove. She p...
It was a steamy night in the ATL and there was a power outage. No light, no AC, all the entire city could do was sit and sweat and sit and sweat some more. Luckily, I live on the top floor of my condo so I could go outside naked as the day I was born and enjoy a little breeze without the fear of anyone peeking at me. My balcony looks out over the parking lot...
My first "submission" in this category. For Sharon to whom this story is directed and dedicated. * * * * * "She is an absolute first class bitch" you screamed at your partner "Not gorgeous Gloria again" she replied, "What's she done now" "I told you about this conference where I have to make a presentation, well that bitch has persuaded the boss that we...
I eventually crawled under the covers and fell asleep. At some point she must have done the same because when I woke the next morning she was spooned into my back. For a few minutes I lay in the warm comfort of her embrace then I reached behind me and tugged the duvet off her. She woke at once with a startled grunt. I lifted her arm away from my waist and pu...
The bar was very dark for it being just six in the evening. Trish stood in the doorway letting her eyes adjust. The late August sun was especially brilliant outside, even for Phoenix. When the long bar stretching down the right side of the narrow space came into focus, she was looking at a six foot tall woman in a black wife-beater tee shirt who was leaning...
Training started the next day, contrary to Sekhmet's plan. They spent the first day bonding without a care in the world. They finished braiding Nerata'ari's hair. She now sported almost a hundred thin black cords down to the middle of her back. Unlike Sekhmet's though, hers ended with perfectly polished blood red rubies that ever so faintly glowed in the dar...
Parp.... Parp.... Parp.... The siren, or hooter, or whatever it was that was making that appalling racket was set to deafening and with each bleat of the siren the room lights flashed on. Jen rolled over, squinting at the bright light as she woke up. Blearily she looked around until, with a sickening thud, it all came back. This wasn't a dream, this was real...
At 30 years old, Ana Lopez was still a virgin. It wasn't as if she wanted to be - she often dreamed up stores of sexual encounters in her head. Sometimes the stories were innocent and romantic. Other times very taboo. She'd blush with eagerness and excitement as she'd pleasure herself to imagined scenes of forbidden love - fucking her next door neighbor's la...
By Tabatha and Linda Note to Readers: I met Pam online and we started an erotic correspondence. After she went on a vacation she told me the wonderful story of how she met and fell in love with Tabatha. As wonderful as Pam's story was, I thought readers would be even more interested in knowing what happened from Tabatha's point of view. So here's her story...
"Everyone starts with one hundred IQ points," I said, handing the bag to Fiona. "Only a hundred?" She examined one of the polished copper pennies. "I'm one-fifty at least." "It's symbolic," I explained. "One hundred or more and you're your normal self. Zero or less and you're a total bimbo. It's not just intelligence, either. It's also focus and inhibition...