It all starts, innocently enough, when Joanna's looking for a dresser. On one hand, she can just go to a big box furniture retailer and get an inexpensive, functional one that looks decent (and build it, of course). Or, she can browse around online and find a new or used one with a more elegant pedigree. Joanna, by the way, is a very practical, elementary s...
By Rachel Anne Wallace "Do you want to put Max through his paces? You can have him for the week." Stella looked at me with a jaundiced eye. Then turned her gaze to Max. "He is handsome. If I didn't know beforehand he was a robot I never would have guessed." The comment made me swell with pride. After three years of working on him he was almost a part of...
THE PARTY-CHAPTER VI-ANNIE AND I ARE SEPARATED After Annie and I had said our "thank-yous" to the departing driver, our host dug into the inside pocket of his suit jacket and produced a black magic marker not unlike a Sharpie pen. He instructed Annie to stand before him with her hands clasped behind her neck and her legs slightly spread. As she complied, he...
I'm going to do it. This is it, Mandy thought to herself as she waited for the knock on her door. Her heart was beating like crazy, and her hands were shaking with excitement. She looked at the message on her computer screen, telling her that he would be there in a minute. It was sent over two minutes ago. He's going to know that something is up if he sees m...
Note: This story was mainly written for my pleasure and I later decided to upload it (writing erotic stories just for me is something I often do for pleasure in addition to just watching porn or whatever, the excruciating detail to 'Jay' and the slow progress is part of what makes it exciting for me, because he's a modified fantasy of myself; why don't you t...
The following is the first chapter of a long story. I have two warnings: First I haven't finished it yet, and only the first chapter has passed a final edit. Second I wrote what I wanted, and I didn't try to adhere to some arbitrary form. Accordingly, there is a long backstory before the main story begins. This story begins before the action in Crime and Pu...
Hello and welcome back to Werewolves and Indians. I am actually attempting to slow this story down, and not rush it. Most of my stories, I have been told, seemed rushed. So, just to warn you that this story is definitely a SLOW BURN There will be sex in the story, but it will happen when it is the right time. There is NO SEX in this chapter, but please don...
Meet Arini "Rini" Ketiga, a young Indonesian Muslim transsexual living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. She's originally from the City of Surabaya, Indonesia, and has been living in the Canadian Capital for about a decade. Two years ago, Arini became a Canadian citizen, and she's trying to change the narrative about both people of color and transsexuals in No...
First it was the continuing blackness. Thought had stopped for some reason, frozen, but Michael wasn't even aware of this. His mind stopped existing, at least for the next unknown period of time. Like a corpse. Some would say that he was dead at that moment, lacking all of the vital signs such as a heartbeat, brain activity, breathing and body heat. Cold as...
My name is Maryanne. I'm a 28-year-old single woman living in the guest house on an old wine estate in the hills above the Napa Valley. It's purely a rental (I'm not a guest!), and I've lived there for around four years. It's very quiet, and the drive to work in my old jeep (I work as a social services psychologist) isn't too long. After a long day with pati...