I got on the tube at Kings Cross station after getting the train from Cambridge. But, I guess you want a bit more information about me first. I am from Africa but you wouldn't guess if you heard me speak on the phone. My parents came to UK when I was eight They were both career diplomats. That was about a year after my mum almost killed me. This almost killi...
Promotion It was a sunny and pleasant day in downtown Chicago; the sun, high in the sky, was warming the busy streets of the city as Summer was just getting underway. Julia sat outside at a busy corner bistro, alone at a table, just off Michigan Avenue, across the street from the Art Institute. Lost in her own thoughts, she idly strummed her long red nails,...
I wanted cock. I needed cock. Over the past few weeks, I had been in the presence of no fewer than two dozen penises and was unable to touch them, to wrap my lips around them, to swallow them. While I was being facialized, I had been within a couple of inches of those massive rods, and had longed to reach up and wrap my lips around their engorged heads and...
Chapter 5: The Pleasure Chest In the days that followed, Karen couldn't shake the memory of the insanely erotic scene she had witnessed in the locker room among the naked football players. The volcanic image of Fletcher's climax, rope after rope of creamy white semen spewing from that enormous black cock, kept replaying in her mind's eye like a nonstop sizz...
"Captain's Log, Caitian Date Firemoot 7th, 1218 After Landing, Fleet Captain Ma'Sala Shall, Recording: The CAV Mother's Fury is completing the final tenday of its patrol at the edge of our system, before returning to the Motherworld and taking a well-deserved shore leave. Myself included, of course, albeit reluctantly-" Ma'Sala heard the sound from her Firs...
Trust Fall Book One of The Trust Trilogy Tess Quince Chapter Six HE'S GONE. BEN SHEPPARD IS gone. Danny's side of the bed is empty. The house has a vacant quiet to it. I'm sad and a little angry until I see a note on my nightstand next to a glass of orange juice. It's a single piece of paper tented with a fold. Written on the side facing me is my name....
For Ms. Delia Author's Note: There is an element of coercion and forced sex in a backstory, so please don't read if its general description might be triggering. This story is very different than anything else I have written. It was an interesting writing challenge from Ms. Delia. It's the longest of my stories so far, and I hope you find it interesting, too...
CHAPTER-1: Merry, My Love Ziffy was making it hard for Tom to get dressed as she grabbed at his clothing as to strip him naked, once again. She even snatched up his shirt, and made him chase her to get it back. "C'mon, Ziffy," he scolded her, playfully, "give it!" "I'm a nymph... we're mischievous... it's what we do," she told him, as she surrendered the...
Thanks to Jane Urquhart for proofreading this. Attention: Most people will find the following transcripts of three of Dr. Homer Vargas's advice sessions extremely disturbing and offensive. No one without the direst need for help with these problems should be reading this. Children under 25 should GO AWAY! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Ask Dr. Vargas Greetings ag...
Doldrums It had happened much as Samantha had suggested it would. Shortly after lunch, Julia had been called into a meeting with the vice president of Human Resources. The woman had flown in from New York to meet with people in the Chicago office as part of the reorganization effort. Julia had been escorted into the executive conference room by the woman's...