God, she had put it off too long. A low rumble escaped her midsection, and she leaned with one arm against the wall while the other gripped her belly. While all was still on the outside for the moment, just this light touch let her feel the mounting chaos boiling within. How long had it been now, exactly? She tried to remember as she rubbed at her aching sto...
It was a hot and humid day in August and I sat on my couch in the living room reading a book and drinking a cold glass of sun tea. I was periodically distracted by glimpses of my beautiful girlfriend as she bounced around our yard weeding and watering her plants. She had been working out there for a while, in her crop top tee and a pair of tight athletic sho...
Arriving earlier, it had aroused little suspicion. A sealed case containing a DVD with a pleasant flower logo, addressed to the Head of the Network. En route, it passed through the token security device, before landing in its intended recipient's inbox. Mildly intrigued, both by its anonymity and the archaic format on which it was presented, he wasted only...
The sudden cold snap at the beginning of March caught everyone on the hop, even though the Met Office had been forecasting snow for a week and were very specific in the detail of their forecast just the night before the snow came. So I woke that morning to about two inches of very icy snow sitting on top of half an inch of solid ice from earlier rain falli...
Waste management is all the activities and actions required to manage waste from its inception to its final destination This includes amongst other things collection, transport, treatment and disposal of waste together with monitoring and regulation. Waste can take any form that is solid, liquid, gas... or even human!What's next? [Info] Dr. Anne Namure, wor...
Note: The character of Dave, alias DaveTFG, belongs to a friend on a futanari-interest website. This story was written for him and his character appears by permission. The figure paused, seemingly unaffected by the howling winds and driving rain. Blonde hair whipped and snapped in the gale-force winds, the raincoat flapped wildly, but for all that, the s...
Copyright EllaRegina 2008 FOREWORD: This story is a parody of "The Gift of the Magi" by O. Henry (a pen name for William Sydney Porter), written in 1906 and now in the public domain. No one owns a United States copyright on or for this work. I have taken the original story and put it into an erotic context. Throughout, I've used bits from the O. Henry wor...
Well you can blame Gatorhermit and Magooo for the inspiration to do this story. Their comments caused me to look into the possibility of telling the story of the Hispanic Redneck family in "Don't ask" in more detail. I tried to make sure that no rednecks or bigots were hurt in the telling of this story. Well I didn't worry so much about the bigots. Reminds...
I awoke when she shifted slightly, interrupting my dreamy sleep. I must have been asleep for a couple of hours. I don't know when she came to bed, I seem to remember falling asleep alone at about midnight. There she lay, flayed out on her back, white nightshirt barely hiding her beautiful nipples, naked from the waist down, legs slightly open, breathing soft...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** (Author's Note: Hello readers! It's been a while since I finished up my latest series. I wanted to write this story for Halloween but unfortunately I've been too busy for the last couple of months. This story is a little different from the others I've written so please che...