After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had me figured out alright. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and websit...
Author's notes: For people who are wondering why Johnny is included in these stories, it is because this babysitter story was planned long ago. For those of you wondering if these are the same characters in every story, they are. Even a few who are mentioned only in passing will show up in future stories, and already have. Having said that, this is not gre...
12th March 1867 Dear Miss Abercrombie, I beg your forgiveness for my being so bold as to contact you without our being formally introduced, but I feel driven to express my profound admiration for you. For some time I have observed you each Thursday alighting from your carriage at the address of Mistress Cranham's Music Academy, but fear it is above my sta...
Part I: Fantasy Becomes Reality You know how sometimes you can remember an event in your life that at the time didn't seem important but turned out to be life altering? The event I am thinking of happened nine years ago and I remember as clearly as if it happened yesterday. My wife Barb and I had been out drinking and dancing that Saturday night and return...
The following weeks with Roger were bliss for Miriam. They planned and schemed a sexual encounter which would allow them both to gain the maximum from their sexual preferences. It cost them a few dollars to get it set up but finally they were ready. Miriam dressed to thrill in a black G string, matching suspender belt, stockings and high heeled shoes, a bri...
Lying beneath the stars seemed like a nice way to celebrate Earth Day. Sex beneath the stars seemed even better. Until you figured in below freezing temperatures. I lay in the sleeping bag, snuggling up to my sleeping girlfriend, trying to sleep myself, thinking of how I had ended up here. "Just think of it as a reason to share body heat," my girlfriend, Ne...
The Catcher "Yes, well, it's about a fellow named, well, he's had several names, but I'll use his original name, Bill Harbidge." "Harbidge," I repeated. "I've never heard of him." "Of course not, but if you choose to write about him, he'll become famous enough." "Who is he?" "Ah, now that's the story, Roy, that's the story." I lit up a Philip Morris, g...
It was a Friday evening and I didn't have any specific plans for the night. Apart from some shopping, that is. I'd gone to the fridge to make some dinner and came away empty handed. Ditto the freezer and the pantry. While it's a good idea to run your stocks down occasionally, making sure things don't go past their use-by date, it's an even better idea to mak...
Part One. Jon twisted the shower control and was rewarded with an ice cold gush of water in his face. "Have you got it warm enough yet?" came the whisper from the other side of the curtain. "No!" he gasped. "Just getting warm now," he added a few seconds later. The curtain parted, and Bianca slipped in beside him, and promptly positioned herself under...
"Perfect..." J.J. Hanson muttered as he trailed his lips over the creamy globes of his wife's breasts. They had always been so lusciously full but now they seemed even firmer... almost like she'd gotten breast implants only they still felt completely natural. Sophia writhed and cried out when he sucked her firm pink nipples into his mouth... she'd never reac...