Sally Lincoln I had been lazy all day, still in my favorite terrycloth bathrobe when I answered the insistent knocking on the door. "I need help." "What is it?" I said, ushering her inside. The door clicked shut on the sun drenched afternoon, and my fingers fiddled with a strand of hair. How I must look to her? My neighbor, Alyssa McDonald, flowed into...
Dr. Sybil Tobita head of neurology studies San Francisco Research Foundation. Present day. Dr. Sybil Tobita, Forty two years old from a staunch conservative Japanese family from out east, lay on a sofa at the five star Braddock Hotel in San Francisco staring at the ceiling. All she had on were panties as young Norma (also down to panties by the way) kis...
After Anna's sister's and niece's "intervention" of my life as a recluse in the woods by seducing me, I was exhausted. My dick and balls ached from several ejaculations. In spite of all that, I gave a good accounting of myself in the bedroom with Priya. She screamed and groaned her way through a couple orgasms and I had just launched another load in her puss...
~~Beatrice~~ Climbing down into the cavern was getting easier. But no matter how good she was getting at it, if the clouds decided to cover the night sky, the obsidian shadow below her was an easy way to get some broken, mangled limbs. God damn the canyon was a bitch, with no good footing anywhere, and enough jagged rocks to kill any kine who fell down, gua...
Chapter 1 Morning. The beginning of the day or the ending of a long night. I guess it depends on who you are and what your opinion may be on the subject. Mornings were never looked forward to by Everett Clausen Livingston V, Ev to all his family and friends. His full first name, a name handed down through the years in his family, was only used to irritate h...
Harriet Kono wrote notes in her I-pad journal under the file heading 1:23. *Donny Steven's recent vocalizations, Elsa, awesome, clowns. *Test subject Kent Orlando, under for three hours two minutes. *Test subject Donny Stevens under for fifty four minutes. Harriet checked her laptop to see if her messenger avatar had made contact with the test subjec...
This is an Earth Day contest story. Please vote. Homeless and destitute, prostituting herself for money to survive, a woman collects bottles and cans, while making friends. * "Hi," said the man to Susan passing by her in the alleyway, while staring. Accustomed to men staring at her, such an unusual sight to behold, men don't normally see a woman who loo...
To the readers... First of all, a HUGE, HUGE apology for the time it has taken for this part to be completed. I have little excuse other than I've been busy with studying and generally ended up lacking motivation for this part. Until I received emails asking about it; after that it was mostly problems with actually getting it out the way I wanted it. I can...
All the usual rules apply. Nobody under eighteen. No relation to reality. Its a fantasy! Be nice in your comments. This is way way over the top. You have been warned. ***** "No, no, no...you're doing it all wrong!" Pat said. I tried to make corrections, to do it the way she wanted, but it seemed like I just never got it right. I guess I just don't have the...
Author's note: Here comes a romance of roughly 19k words. As is often the case with my stories, and typical romances even more so, there's not much sex in it and only towards the end. My thanks go to my editors. Stattion for his help to make the storyline consistent and fluent and Joffa for his spelling, grammar and punctuation expertise. I hope you enjoy...