NOTE: This story is based on the John Norman Chronicles of Gor series of novels. (As always, copyrights are the property of the copyright-holder(s).) Translations for Gorean words (those whose meaning cannot be determined by context) can be found at a number of websites. And for those Gor fans who quibble with details or believe this goes too far afield of t...
Logan Jean’s warning was still ringing inside of my head as Jubilation “Jubilee” Lee and I made my way up to my room. “Be careful Logan.” The party was still going strong in the basement, and part of me wondered if I was doing the right thing with Jubes. She was young. I chuckled to myself. Thanks to my healing factor, I’m older than everyone here far, fa...
You walk into the hotel lobby, sunglasses in place, a scarf doing its best to hide your true identity from anyone who may happen to see you. On the outside, you are just another semi-professional woman, confident and in control. Inside, your emotions are running wild - you can't believe you are really doing this - here, now, with someone who you don't even k...
Simone pulled into the driveway after a long night out. Henry had managed to get pretty drunk with his friend Tony and was getting somewhat feisty in the car. Simone was completely sober, knowing that she would be the driver on the way home. Simone turned to lock the door, and as soon as the latch had turned Henry was on her. Spinning her around, he pressed...
Laura hated the examining gown. Yes, it was her OB/GYN annual. Yes, he'd been seeing her since she was eighteen. No, it didn't make her feel any less exposed and vulnerable. She bided her time given how he was running late as usual. Laura scanned all the yellowing health information posters that had festooned the walls for practically forever, occasionally...
My pulse raced as I fought the midtown traffic. I knew that I could only be gone for just a few short hours from work without too much suspicion being raised. I also knew that my lover was waiting for me at the motel and that she was as excited about our meeting if not more so than me. Samantha and I have been lovers for quite sometime yet, because of the ci...
Note from the author: The following is a true story. For a long time now, I’ve wanted to write about my ex-girlfriend Melinda. Someday, I will write the complete chronicles of her sexual exploits during our time together (for to do her entire life’s escapades would take far too much space and time and would require extensive research and documentation). As f...
I went home that night and just thought about how much I loved having sex with Mr. Richards. I could feel my pussy get wet with excitement just thinking of his cock in me. I still hurt from being stretched out like I have never been stretched before. All I wanted to do was sleep so tomorrow would come and I could go see him again. My mind kept wondering what...
It turned out to be a wonderful evening. My date was a perfect gentleman, as usual - opening doors for me, pulling out my chair at the restaurant. He even stopped a street vendor on the way out of the concert hall to buy me roses. I felt a little guilty about the way I had teased and tormented him earlier. As he pushed in my chair, my dress rode up my thi...
Monk and Nat have kind of invaded my head. At the time of this writing, the first chapter is still pending, so I don't know how you all will like it. I hope you do. Hopefully, Monk and Nat will have more to do in the future. It was a week after that first night at the club. Natalie had indeed gone home with me that night, but I had been slightly cool to he...