My name is Myriam Jane Rosenberg, but you can call me M.J. I was born and raised in the City of Tel Aviv in the State of Israel. Presently, I live in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. A year ago I won an international scholarship to study at the prestigious Carleton University in Canada's Capital Region and at the time it seemed like a dream come true...
I stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, wiping the fog away so that small beads of water ran down my reflection. I touched myself, moving my hands lightly over my stomach, turning slightly to profile. I was large now, and round, swollen with the life inside me. I could feel my skin tight and smooth and firm, almost hard, and it was difficult to remem...
A BRIEF EXPLANATION OF ARCADIA GLIMMER MIST Arcadia Glimmer Mist began with the silly name. Most of the time when I write, I start from a single line and just let things flow from there. I write and let the words flow. There is some element of planning, but not much; I don't tend to outline or do any of the other things that good writers do. I just sit down...
He didn't know it quite yet but she had found his hidden messages on skype, email, facebook and even had seen his deleted messages on his phone. She then started to check phone records and saw that he had been talking to numerous women while they were dating and even as soon as the last week. She started to count up the time and noticed that it equaled many...
That day seemed very distant though, as I sat there on a leather bench in a largely empty room, looking down. Angela was with me, sitting close with her arm around my shoulder and her hand on my swollen tummy, caressing my baby through the skintight rubber that covered my body from my toes to my neck. It was black and shiny and I wore it as a second skin, a...
In the morning, I wake first. I'm lying there and thinking this is the point where I usually take off or break up with the woman. I'm falling for Whitney already and the way she looks me in the eyes, I think she might be right there with me. But I have no desire to be without her. No matter what happens in the future or if she lets me have her ass, I know I...
Having been enchanted by her tale of a mysterious man, I tried to push my thoughts back into the present, but knew that I wasn't going to succeed. His email addressed had been burned into my brain: thecyberpoet. So had his poetry. We ate and I steered the conversation into filling Yvette in on what was happening back at home, what she missed out on. "Remem...
Melanie Hatch was in the middle of another threesome with Janice and her old man, Quinn, with Quinn taking her from below while Janice took her from behind with a strap-on dildo. Yes, his new diet (surprisingly delicious, given how healthy it was), as well as his vitamin and exercise regimen had curtailed his ED issues sufficiently that he could enjoy sex ag...
This is an interactive version of my existing series of Freedom to Fuck stories, which can be found online pretty easily. In this Utopian vision of the future, women have no rights whatsoever and cannot say no to anything a man wants them to do. Advanced technology allows quick and simple body and mental modification, used by men to improve the women in thei...
My name is Janet and I'm so mad I can't think straight. I'm so mad at my husband Mike that I don't know what to do -- but a plan is coming to me very quickly. But, before that, let me back up and give you some details. First, I'm 39 but have been told that I look 29. My hair is dyed dirty blond and I'm what some people would say is petite just 5 feet exactl...