He looked around his new apartment smiling. The smell of the fresh paint greeted him. He took a deep breath to inhale its aroma. He looked around at the furniture he had just finished moving into place. He thought he had done a pretty neat job. He was exhausted and sweaty having had cleaned the place from top to bottom and moving around the heavy stuff to th...
Chloe and Randy were strictly committed to their summer jobs, and Randy had football practice as well to contend with. As a result, right after the orgy they did not see each other during that week. So Randy was still in the dark about her activities at the orgy. He mused that for that matter Chloe did not know of his activities either, but sheepishly he rea...
Copyright 2014, by author Shayshay. If you wish to reproduce this copy, please contact the author for rights and responsibilities. Much to everyone's surprise, the home office for their paralegal branch had sprung for the airfare and the tickets to the convention, but they were sparing in the accomodations. The rooms were fine, of course, a mid range ho...
Try as she might she couldn't make the phone stop ringing by force of will. It was the third time in the last 15 minutes that it had droned on insistently so she assumed it was probably her mother and that the only way she could get it to stop would be to answer it. She picked up the beastly instrument. "What now, Mother?" "However did you know it was me?"...
"Orgasms," she explained. Professor Lily's rose flower, which grew naturally from her scalp, seemed to shrink back into a bud, and retreat under her thick mane of forest-green hair. A sure sign that the buxom forest nymph was distressed. "That's why Dryads seem to be bound to their trees; Orgasms." She and the pink-haired pixie, Lisaeluriel (Lisa for short)...
Its been a long time since I've contributed a post, but for years, unfortunately, there have not been any escapades in my life worth writing about. Since my last story, I've gone to law school and, until a few days ago, I worked at a large firm in New York. Law school was bad, but working as a first year Associate was worse - far worse. A good week was 70...
After twelve years in Switzerland, nine in private primary and preparatory schools and finally three at École Polytechnique Fédérale de Lausanne, I was going back to the United States. Both of my parents worked at the U.S. Embassy in Bern. At what, I had no idea. I never once heard them discuss work. I was thirteen, in 1939, when arrangements were made for...
I've found an editor at long last, and I am so sure we are a good fit. I welcome curiousss on board. This is the first story he has edited, and I can tell how much more readable, how much smoother the story goes with his apt hand applied. I do want to say that after receiving his final edited version, I still tinkered a little with the story. So, if you find...
The mugger grinned, grabbing the girl and dragging her into an alley, producing a vibro-shiv seemingly from nowhere and brandishing it menacingly. "Now, if you just be quiet, the only thing you'll lose is money, instead of money and a limb, girl." There isn’t much point in fleeing or resisting- a vibro-shiv can slice through flesh and bone like a hot knife...
Sorry it took so long to continue this story, I had several inquiries as to when I would finish it. Now with things settled in my personal life I can finish this story, I hope it meets with your approval, for those of you this is your first read, read part 1. Thank you for all the input I have received on all my stories I really do appreciate it. * As midn...