Hello there. Yeah, I'm talking to you. This is a new way of writing for me, and it just struck me to write this. I did not get it edited, sorry I'm not sorry. Most of the time I find the stuff I write on the fly doesn't mesh well with an editor. I do apologize for the short length, though. I do usually try to make them longer than this. But again, it just so...
This story is based on the series Star Trek: The Next Generation and is set during the start of series 4 on the Starship Enterprise NCC 1701-D. I apologise for the wait but this follows directly on from 'Episode 1 - Crusher's Mistaken Memories', 'Episode 2 - The Replacement' and 'Episode 3 - The Doctor Bites Back'. Any comments on anything from grammar to...
The virgin thing was gone and done with but I was not happy with the way it worked out. I had two orgasms and Kevin had cum. Later we decided those responses were more to being turned on by the public performance rather than any emotions involvement. Before Kevin and I had gone out for my first fuck in front of an audience, we discussed procedures with Heat...
CHAPTER ONE (England) Disillusioned, angry and feeling like whoring, Rothschild Cape stood outside the publishing house of Byron and Shakespeare, rejected manuscript under his arm. He watched a lady riding sidesaddle eating grapes but holding her nose as she passed the horse-drawn night-cart that ought to have been off the streets at that time of day. Rot...
Warning: This story is largely incest-orientated. If this genre is offensive to you, I strongly recommend that you do not continue any further. Please ensure that you have read the previous chapters of Caribbean Cruise before beginning this story, as this is a continuation of those postings. Thank-you, and I hope you enjoy! TheCaptain * It was Day 4 of th...
4:30AM Why am I waking up? It's so early. It is still dark. I need to pee. OK I will pee, but I'm not up yet. It's way too early. And why do I instinctively grab my cell phone. I know there are not any new messages since last night. OMG! There is a new email. It's from Him. I told Him no messages on the weekends. What does he want? Should I read it? What si...
Simon was alone, in his bunk bed, wearing only his underpants. It was 7.45am and the sea swelling outside the porthole was oily-grey. A banging at the door had awaked him - or was that the banging at the door last night? He remembered the previous evening's events with astonishing clarity, a mixture of shame sauced with sharp, deep pangs of excited pleasur...
Mistress was angry at me. She didn't need to say a word, she never did. With her indifference and disappointment showing clearly, it was awful to think that I was failing her. "Mistress," I said from my knees. "Please. I am doing my best." She didn't look up. For a moment I wasn't sure she had heard me. "Maybe you are, maybe you aren't," she said finally....
Shari's "Bang-Cock" Story Pt. 03 ...back at the "Glamping Bang-Cock Club" Chalet - Friday Afternoon Shari yelled down to the group. "Are you hot guys ready for a show?" "Hell, yes!" They all screamed back at her whistling and clapping. Greg was lying on the floor at the bottom of the stairs waiting for her to come down. He held the camera lens pointing st...
"Oh Lisa, you look sooo beautiful, so fit, and such beautiful skin!" praised Helen in a sincere, oozy voice. "See Lisa, already, I am already more open and feel almost released to share my feelings and thoughts. Funny how that is. A different social situation, and we can become more ourselves." "Yes my owner, Mistress Helen," I smiled serenely, though my he...