Stacy stood in her shower and let the scalding water spray over her subtle body. She had to make sure there was no trace of that man, Rufus, on her in case her husband unexpectedly returned home from the capital in Richmond. The memories of her time with Rufus in the hay loft came flooding over her, causing her a mixture of pleasure and horror. She could...
We walked around and talked a lot. I couldn't help but stare at her, but she didn't seem to mind me staring. She swatted my hand away when I reached towards her waist and shot me a mean look that actually made me flinch a little. We fell into a weird sort of friendship in a matter of hours, she asked me questions about my kind and asked me to demonstrate som...
This is the seventh installment of the Sheppard's seed series: Mating season. * Rose cleaned my wounds with alcohol wipes, "This is going to hurt," She said. The pain registered somewhere deep in the recesses of my mind, but I was too preoccupied to acknowledge it. "Don't worry, he's not feeling a thing," Stewart said, "His mind is on more important mat...
This is part of a series although each story is complete on its own. Some readers have mentioned that there needs to be more detail on Vivienna. This detail is provided in the first part of this series : the Interview. I hope you enjoy this story. Comments that are provided help me in my writing. If you liked this story, please vote as well. * Vivienna s...
A short tale. I'm tempted to do a few more little ones like this. No sex at all, so pass on if you need that. Deliberately not too much background build up, as it would spoil the story. Hope you enjoy it --- Especially you Harry (Why do you bother reading my stories Harry if you hate them so much? I suspect you're pretending!) Sorry everyone, please read...
Chapter 2 - The five senses Monday morning. 11:40am. I raced home trying to be careful not to go too fast since a ticket would just slow me down. Since Friday when Krissy left me spent by the pool I'd been looking forward to Monday, not really able to think about anything else either at home or at work. What made it worse was that for some reason I'd deci...
Hillary Trenton, a young, blue-eyed buxom blonde, was archaeology's fastest-rising star. A recent big find of a previously unknown species of dinosaur had catapulted the young archaeologist to public recognition (rare in her field) and, of course, money. Hillary was already set for life, a combination of TV appearances, book deals, and of course profit from...
My first experience of a sexual nature with my mother was never meant to be my last. The events between us and the basketball team happened a few more times, and after each we swore we'd never do it again, but Devon would always manage to get both of us back on our knees in that locker room with all the guys. My relationship with Devon never went back to dat...
The sound-proof headphones really did their job; the only sounds I was hearing was my own nervous, ragged breathing and the quickened beating of my heart. It was all shallow, distant, I wasn't even sure that it was my own breathe. I hadn't been able to taste anything but the rubber of the way-too-big ball gag she had placed in my mouth, and the soreness it w...
My mind was still racing as I walked slowly across the street. I looked at my watch. It was only 1:15 pm. So much had happened in one day. First, I had found out that my best friend and fellow suburban mom and housewife, Karen Higgins, was secretly serving as a sex slave to a man named Kevin Wilson. Her master, who happened to be a plumber, had showed up...