"Doctor?" Clara said by rote. "Why are we at 13 Paternoster Row in 1893?" The Doctor looked up from a read-out on the TARDIS's console that did not do much more, in point of fact, but play Flappy Bird. "Now, that's hardly fair. When we weren't here ten minutes ago, you didn't ask why we weren't at 13 Paternoster Row in 1893." "It's just that we seem to c...
Chapter 2: X rated Stacy Many writers, artists and scientists have tried to describe what the characteristics of sexy and drop dead gorgeous are. What beauty is and what makes a woman or a girl desirable. Anthropologists suggest that blondness indicates youth, firm breasts and a pert behind suggest the readiness for reproduction and a flat tummy indicates t...
In the world of slaves, orgasms are strictly rationed. Masters and mistresses prefer to have their slaves in a constant state of sexual readiness. Male slaves are supposed to be constantly hard and erect. Female slaves are supposed to be constantly wet. We're supposed to be constantly feverish and desperate for sex. We're supposed to be grateful for every or...
Author's note: This is the fifth chapter in a story about my Discovering Sexuality and it builds into the characters slowly. If this interests you, start from chapter 1. If you don't like a slow start before the heated story lines, then please look elsewhere. I believe in developing a character and following their story. My story includes sexually explicit m...
Kiryu woke up with a start as he felt something touching him. Obviously startled by this, he looked over to see his sleeping slave doing her best to move towards the warmth of his chest. Recalling the events of the night before, he felt a pang of guilt in his chest. He wrapped her in his arms, and the girl relaxed and absorbed his heat, as she would've had t...
As I approached my front door, I smiled to myself. It had been a fantastic day -- probably my best in the six weeks since I'd moved to the big city! My morning train had been on time and uncrowded for once, my bosses (all three of them!) had signed off on my proposal, and after work I'd had a productive session on the treadmill at the gym. On top of all that...
CHAPTER 1 Tommy Crago looked through bloodshot eyes at the hard-eyed blonde as she berated him for not being ready to do again and said what a fucking waste of time he was because she wanted to rumble till morning. Looking at the beside clock Tommy saw it was only 9:45 and was hugely relieved the 27-year old, young enough to be his daughter, was ready to c...
After completing "The Diary of Jewel Delacroix" I was approached via E-mail by Rachael Ricci Swede and asked if I would consider writing a story idea she had. After a few emails I was intrigued by her idea and agreed to write it. Beginning with Chapter 5 our collaboration had moved from me writing the story based on plot points and ideas into a full writing...
Talia's POV Werewolf Council HQ "Talia, I order you to open this door!" "Sorry, Dad. It's too late now." My conscience would not allow for him to fight, not now. Our plan was fatally flawed in a way familiar to the French and their Maginot Line. We had put everything into defending against a ground attack, and instead they had gone around them. Fightin...
Chapter 1 (A special thanks to Barney R for his wonderful editing) The blonde woman thrashed her head wildly on the pillow as the man above her incessantly thrust in and out of her. Her eyes were closed and she bit her lower lip as sharp, electric impulses travelled from her engorged clit to her erect and taut nipples and then spreading out to envelope h...