Toni and I hurried through the airport to catch a flight to Las Vegas. We were running late as usual and only had about three more minutes before the plane left. No matter where we went, we always seemed to be late. Though I didn’t have any problem being ready to go, Toni always needed to make sure her hair, makeup and clothing were perfect, before she would...
Kurt Wheeling stopped the hay bale in mid-swing to watch the rusty blue Ford pickup rattle down the county road that ran alongside the barn. Perched inside, but hanging half out the passenger window was buxom Sharon Montgomery, and she had Kurt zeroed in with her glacial blue eyes. Kurt started to raise a hand to wave to Sharon, but realized, too late, that...
Every story has to have an ending and we have reached ours here. Keep in mind that this is JUST a story. Nevertheless, if there is a message it is this. Life is nothing but a series of choices. You make them. And then you live with them. Everybody goes through exceptional circumstances. But the key to happiness is choosing wisely. Happy endings rely on the p...
She was naked; and horny. Lurching down the dusk-shrouded streets of Panama City, drifting away from the Interstate, she grappled with her own lust. Gazing at ther reflection in the sheen of a department store window, the shock, the awe impacted her again. Her hair was still the same auburn-red as ever, in a short, stylishly functional center-part; yet her u...
The Sylvan Elf huntress stirred from her rest. A silent, painted shamaness brought the daily offering of water scented with irises and fresh jeth-tree sap. The deep bowl was proffered through the leaf-shaped flap to the huntress' simple abode, high in the mist-shrouded trees. The huntress awoke. She was powerfully built and dusky-skinned, the muscles of he...
(The Theme of this story was determined by a fan who then secured XXXecil's services as a writer.) Part 8: Botany Lesson "I....I don't understand." Muttered the naked woman, golden-brown skin glistening vividly as she writhed in libidinous hunger upon the white linoleum. "That is because you have not fully embraced your racial memory; the new instincts fi...
If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Third Tale: The Businessman and the Actress. Fred was known as a 'warm' man. He was not liked but known to make money from almost everything he touched. The legality of most of his enterprises was dubious but he made most money from the mischance of catching...
If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Fifth Tale: Degrees of Slavery Part Two. Maid’s Servant. Mona has a problem. Her husband Jonas had been her unwilling slave and Mona’s sexual trap was becoming less effective. Her son Adam had shown signs of becoming a spoilt brat with his father’s unpleasan...
Shelacta Tales One Prologue Shelacta (pronounced She-Lacta) is a contemporary parallel world very similar to our own early 21st Century world except in its sexual practices. Sexual changes have affected the human race. Young women have become forced to be sexual predators. Once a woman has reached the age of 18 she is mature but she must force five men t...
If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Sixth Tale: Sexual Roulette Many men on Shelacta are immune to women's sexual traps. This is good for the man in one sense. He is his own master. There is a downside. Sex given by a woman's sexual trap is always completely satisfying. Normal sex, like sex on...