My wife was working late, going to one of her many meetings she seemed to always have. Only this time she was really late. She was usually out of a meeting by 8pm and home by 8:30 and in bed by nine. Tonight was different it was nearly 11:30pm and she had not even called or texted me which was unusual for her. I decided to check her location she was still...
Passion makes the world go around. Let no one tell you otherwise. Think about it. Men and women spend billions of dollars a year on cosmetics, hair treatment, plastic surgery and toiletries. Everyone wants to look attractive to whoever might be looking. Male and female, black and white, straight and gay, rich and poor. We all do it. It's as essential to us a...
The goal of the project was the salvation of humanity. The project founder, Dr. Leonard Lucien, an Oxford-educated French geneticist, wanted to prepare the human race for survival in an age of global warming, super storms, ecological disasters, global terrorism, pandemics and other threats. He understood all too well how frail human beings truly are. The goo...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists -- Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 60). This story...
"Sell." That was Phillip's last comment for the phone conversion. "Can't get a moment to myself," he mumbles. And although at this moment he lay sunning himself on a lounge next to the pool, the statement was mostly true. Weeks of work turned into months, and months turned into years. He was physically and emotionally drained. Today was the first chanc...
It was Ashley's 24th birthday! She woke up, felt her swollen, pregnant belly pushing against her swollen udders, and smiled. She carefully moved the bull's arm off of her chest - who had she brought into her suite last night? Whatever - and crept to her milking machine. The sound of the pumping would probably wake him, but that just meant he could come up be...
My wife was working late, going to one of her many meetings she seemed to always have. Only this time she was really late. She was usually out of a meeting by 8pm and home by 8:30 and in bed by nine. Tonight was different it was nearly 11:30pm and she had not even called or texted me which was unusual for her. I decided to check her location she was still...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists - Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 80). This story c...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists - Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 70). This story c...
The following is a work of fiction. All characters are figments of imagination. *** She always knew. Everyone knew. Ronald Pump was a scumbag, a horndog. A low-down, filthy, skirt-chasing weasel. She knew what she'd signed up for. She was to be the trophy wife. Smile. Look marvelous, be fabulous, maintain her perfect figure and impossibly high cheekbones...