For as long as she could remember, since being a little girl, Della had been known as the "Rubber Girl." Her joints and ligaments had made her the most flexible and supple girl in the class at school, in the troupe at Brownies, in the athletic team at college. And she was a good athlete; swimming, running and floor-gymnastics. In the common parlance, or slan...
Clara walked into the lobby unsure of what to expect from this exotic massage treatment her friend had gone on and on about for the past month. This 'Full Body Rejuvenation' treatment must have been quite the big deal. After a long week of district meetings and the boyfriend being out of town on a business trip this is exactly the thing Clara needed. Little...
Readers: Biblical and historical accounts of Adam and Eve's early relationship are very sketchy. This imprecise information leaves much for the imagination to fill in. This tale is my interpretation of events. To paraphrase an old Simon & Garfunkel song; 'You'll hear words you never heard in the bible'. Hopefully, my story won't be considered blasphemous bab...
This story starts in the far future. The sexes were separated; the only means for babies were vials of sperm from the men. * If within the female ranks a male was born; he was shipped off to the males. This is the story of three special children born in the year of the Red Storm. 3642 "Sarlinda, what did you have?" "A boy, my lady." "Cartishenda, what...
The very next morning Kate found herself lying in bed almost as if nothing had happened. She slowly rose up and had an excruciating headache. "Oh fuck", she muttered under her breath as she held her head. She glanced down at the floor and saw no sign of her clothes. "I must've drank myself to sleep last night; that would explain this headache and that fuck...
The place is for real, its description perhaps a little bit over the top, as for the rest...? It's been threatening to rain for days, making the current place I was sitting very eerie, for it was an old gothic mansion. When I first saw it, it reminded me a bit of 'Mandalay' from Daphne Du Maurier story 'Rebecca'. My living quarters are the old servant's qu...
In the early evening, the world looked so very still, serene and peaceful. The trees stood around where I was sitting in the dimly lit parking lot. From where I sat, I could see the faint pink and orange tint and the wispy blue-green clouds that slipped across the Western sky. I sighed and admired the trees for a while with their orange and yellow leaves, st...
Cocooned in the easy comfort of her obedience, she bathes herself. Her movements are slow and practiced, almost languid, never betraying the turmoil within her, almost overwhelming her. Her small hands tremble slightly, roaming over her full, soft body, giving her pleasure in the familiar routine of cleansing her skin for Him. The scented water steams up aro...
Jo stared at her reflection in the mirror and sighed. Her once trim figure, girlishly slender and pert-breasted was swollen and rounded, obvious signs of her burgeoning pregnancy. The flatness of her belly had ballooned into a taut hemisphere, the dimple of her navel now a protrusion, almost like a wart or a grotesque pimple marring the smoothness of her ski...
Mommy, Lisa, and I had stayed in bed like this for at least an hour. We had sleepily napped as we held each other. I began to notice that I had the hard cock of my Mommy poking me in the stomach, as I felt my aunt Lisa's hard cock pressed against my back. I moaned as I rubbed up against them both. Mommy smiled warmly at me as she said, "Mmm...does my little...