Ganymede was struggling as yet another amphora had been ordered by Hera for her luncheon. Over the past few months her little weekly Goddess get-togethers each Saturday afternoon had grown and grown and now had blossomed from an intimate small gathering into a real soiree. As it grew, his workload increased as all of the Goddesses in attendance were quite de...
My cabin mate Robert and I looked forward to dinner. The fact that there was going to be a business meeting afterward was only a minor drawback. Steak tonight! We were exhausted after spending a very long day getting the place ready for the first invasion of kids the next day. We were junior counselors at a summer camp, this was my second year, Robert's fi...
Thank you to Frontma for her diligence with my editing. *If you love your work, is there room enough to love someone else* (This is not a story about murder or detective work; it is a story of loving what you do and what that leads to.) I've been with the FBI for six years but this is my first time being lead on a case. I am in Seattle working on a case o...
All the time we'd been chatting on messenger I'd insisted there would be nothing more. Despite the incredible intimacy of our chats I stressed that I'd never go further. Although we had the most amazing electronic sex where you would sometimes make me cum three and even four times I'd told you I was scared to talk to you or meet you. At first you'd tried t...
The parties that went on at 69 Brentwood Street were legendary. When Luke Prescott received the invitation email by Blackberry during his final year at NYU, he had high expectations. The house was a three-storey brownstone on the Upper East Side, and was being rented by three of the hottest girls in university. Kendra, Lacey and Chloe were commonly referred...
Jean watched Emma apply her make-up in the silver lacquer of the mirror. It wasn't clean and casual, like Jean did hers. Emma lingered on every brushstroke, every flavored dab, like an artist composing a masterpiece. And she never looked at Jean. "I'm back," Jean said, emphasizing it, though the point had been made abundantly clear by the vast Phoenix Effec...
As usual, I awoke the Tuesday morning after the Art class (WVC Ch.10) with a persistent hard-on, one that seemed to linger longer than normal. Despite the difficulties I had in trying to conceal my swollen log, my classes went smoothly. Heading off to the gym for a Wednesday afternoon workout on March 11, I was feeling pretty good about myself. From the con...
From the moment I watch the elevator close that morning I couldn't get Karen and Julie out of my mind. Karen's mouth and Julie's tits sent an unbelievable combination of sensations through me. I'd remember them for the rest of my life, if they never happened again. I returned to my room and cleaned up, taking a longer shower than usual. I put on my "company...
Tina is a friend. "Just" a friend, but a close one. We've known each other almost ten years, since we met in college. We were both involved with other people at the time, though, so us getting together wasn't even a consideration. I even married the girl, but divorced her a few years later. Tina's boyfriend was ancient history a long time ago, but she's neve...
Chapter 01: Gardens and Esther They say sixty is the new forty but I don't really believe it. The only ones that do are living in a fantasy world, and I've met more then my share of them lately. Reality hit me right between the eyes when I turned seven years old. I found out there was no Santa Clause or Easter Bunny, not to mention the Tooth Fairy. She had...