As a way of explanation regarding this story, I want the reader to know immediately that while there are some real facts used about our present day space program and the Space Shuttle, I quantified them regarding a futuristic space program and the Space Shuttle, including the engines needed to get its far greater mass off the launch pad and into orbit around...
Claire was an attractive, curvaceous 22 year old who also happened to be a virgin. In college she had gotten involved with the group SaGA (Sexuality and Gender Activism). Her gender confusion reached fever pitch and, consequently, being paralyzed by her inability to decide what gender she was, she ended up never having sex with anyone. Naturally, as any heal...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activities are at least eighteen years of age. ***** "It's cool, right? We cool here, right?" Ray Richards asked as he pulled his still dripping cock out of Deanne Williams' slimy pussy. The eighteen year old student giggled as she looked at his white penis and shrugged. "Yeah, it ain't nothing b...
It's been a month since our first encounter. I have Sociology with Miss. Scott once a week and in this time frame we have gotten pretty close. At least twice a week after our classes, we wait until all the students leave and then Miss. Scott drives me home...more like drives me wild. Before we get to my house we usually make a pit stop at her place. She live...
Another year brought new students to the ageing institution that was Connell University. Much like the institution, the Gender Studies department I worked within was full of ageing old lesbians like myself. I co-ordinated the Gender Studies masters programme which was usually full of young women who had just finished university and wanted to widen their ho...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 31 Toni Delacroix looked across the street as a Superior Lawn Care, LLC truck pulled to a stop at the empty lot. She did not envy the men; the wind blowing off of the Atchafalaya had to be bone chilling cold. "Oh, Mama, y'all get cold y'a...
Nobody seeing Jan Kilmer in passing would guess that she was a nerd. Her tall, athletic body moved with confident grace and her Nordic features were striking by any standard. Still it was a fact that inside this physically attractive package the inquisitive mind of a true academic was buzzing. Jan tapped a final period to the last sentence of page 216 and s...
Howdy, folks. Mr. Samuel Xavier here. A big and tall, openly bisexual Black man living in Canada, one of the worst places on the Continent of North America. I'm talking about Ottawa, Ontario, of course. I've got some truly tawdry tales to share with you today. People are such strange creatures. You can never simply look at one and say for sure what he or she...
Theresa Brown is the name. I'm the Director of Athletics at Harris College, a historically black school named after the late E. Lynn Harris, a world-famous African-American author. The school opened its doors in 2011. Two years after the death of the legendary Black writer it's named after. And I'm at the helm of its sports department. I run a tight ship and...
Chapter 8 "Wish Clark's was open," Paula admitted as she ushered them into the kitchen. "Two o'clock in the morning?" Terry asked sleepily. "Yeah," Paula sighed. "Only thing I hate about living in this itty bitty town; nothing's open after the sun goes down." "Uh huh," Terry smiled. "And it's always so damned hard coming down after a rough one like toni...