Chapter Thirteen Pablo And The Three Sistahs Pablo's life was in an uproar. He felt as if he was on a runaway locomotive going down the side of a mountain, and it was picking up speed like crazy and heading for a horrific crash. Later, he imagined the news vans trying to get around police officers and cordons of yellow ribbon, with helicopters zooming in o...
Author's note: As usual, while this story features characters from my other Endeavour stories, it is standalone and does not rely on them. It is also, I have to admit, the shortest and most plot-free of the stories so far, but the next one should have more to it. ***** Risa – the Pleasure Planet. At last, the Endeavour was stopping off for shore leave at a...
Hurry up and wait; that was the order of business for Larik'Ni, a teal skinned Birran flight controller for planet Haven's docking port. Haven's name was a bit of a misnomer, for the second planet in the Tref system was anything but a true haven. Officially known in Planetary Coalition registries as Tref 2, Haven was nothing more than a large chunk of rock t...
Fast backward to October of 1965 to a non-descript hotel called the Stadium View, so called because it overlooked the newly constructed Shea Stadium, home of the hapless New York Mets. Mets fans in 1965 could hardly imagine that in a few years, their beloved underdogs would be World Series champions. But that's another story. This story, the background story...
*This is obviously a fantasy, but just to be sure, all character names are made up and anything related to real life is coincidental. Everyone in this story, including the animated characters are over 18.* (Funny side note, no matter how many times I tried to make up an obviously fake name for the character's job, I keep finding it actually exists so I'll k...
Merry Christmas Lit community! This is my first Christmas story and first competition entry, so please be gentle with me. I tried so hard to make this a short story, but I couldn't stop my fingers - I kept playing with it, and massaging and tweaking it, and it kept getting longer and longer, and the longer it got, the more I liked it . . . so I'm sorry, I ho...
Author's Note: I was uncertain about the "label" of this Chapter. "Incest/Taboo" (which hovers on all the Stories), "Group Sex" or "Mature"? I choosed the latter one, because is prevailing, in my opinion. Enjoy and, please, let me know your comments! I'm anxious to reed them. Thanks. For some minutes John cradled the helpless Carol like a baby, enjoy...
The phone ringing next to my bed jolted me out of a sound sleep. I looked groggily at the clock on my nightstand. 6:23 am. "Hello," I muttered into the phone. "Hello, Laurie. It's been awhile." It took me a couple of seconds to connect the familiar voice with the face but when I finally did I bolted upright in my bed. "Megan?" "You remember me," she la...
Lisette sat on the toilet, counted to sixty, then flushed. She stood up, walked to the door, cracked it open, and peeked out. Seeing no one, she stepped out and pushed the down button for the elevator. The overhead display showed that car one was on the third floor and going down. Car two was already in the basement. That meant car two had nowhere to go but...
Mrs. Swanson teaches women who are unfamiliar with using CFNM to control their husbands a few tricks! About six weeks ago Charlene Collier, married for nearly ten years, discovered, accidentally, her husband's secret interest in CFNM. Let this be a lesson to you, dear reader, always close out your browser and always automatically delete your browsing histor...