Back when I was a Freshman at State College, I was what they used to jokingly call a "Suitcase College Student." I lived in the dorm during the week but I packed up my clothes in an old suitcase and made the trip back home almost every weekend. A lot of my friends used to laugh and call me "Suitcase Steve" but I didn't care. All they ever did was sit around...
My elder tigress reached up for a vial on the highest shelf of the immense library wall. Her crimson blouse raised from her black skirt as she stretched, showing off a thin muscular back, striped darkest blue on white fur. The same markings wrapped around her muscular legs, and her tail which always swayed knowingly behind her nicely shaped rump... I told...
Phil was a few weeks short of his thirtieth birthday and as he felt it was a milestone in his life he wanted it to be special; something he would remember for many years. While walking through the fields hand in hand with his girlfriend Evie he confided to her how he would love to be pleasantly surprised. They had been a couple for nearly two years after th...
Author's note: this story has been re-edited to bring it up to my current standards as part of an effort to make Ebooks. It features improved editing, grammar, punctuation, and also includes rewrites and expanded scenes where necessary. Please see my bio for more information. CHAPTER 1: EXILE "Your transfer papers, Corporal Schaffer," the Admiral chimed as...
Chapter 02: Cat Toy Gods are fickle things. Fickle and numerous and given to flights of fancy. Or, sometimes, fits of jealousy. And then, rarely, a god will take interest in our world long enough to assert his or her or its influence on events. Demons fear when a god looks askance at their doings and humans are frail things in comparison. Frail and pliable...
You're at the mall, mostly people watching and fantasizing about what you'd be doing if this was a freeuse world, when you see a store that wasn't there last time you were here. Where before, there was one of those many fashion stores for yuppies, you found a curio shop that looks like they sell either cursed trinkits or live mogwais. You enter and look arou...
Lorna's Journals (Part Two) What can I say? Having this dreamily tender 40 year -old sultry male at my skilled fingertips was pure joy, pure lust and the electric rush truly brought out my domineering side in full. I felt my own pussy, crying for my fingers to dig deep, but I held off. My pleasures were to come in time, I had no doubt! The towel clad, slig...
* * * * * Click here to hear GypsyWitch tell Angela146's story.(13.5 min/RealMedia) You need Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * Part II. Written Thursday morning ... The morning after. One of the many nice things about being in a good marriage is that you have someone who will push you; get you to do things that you want to do... but you're r...
I hiked on for hours and hours, and still tried to figure out where I was on the map I had bought earlier that week. I kept marching through the thick snow that reached up to my knees, stepping into tree wells every now and then. My luck continued when the weather became worse. The wind was howling through the trees, the snow was dumping constantly. Visibili...
Following her final exams Laura needed to get away from college and return to nature. She adored being in the wild; the sound of birds singing, the chirping of crickets and the gentle hum of the bees as they visited the aromatic wild herbs. Joining her on the trails was her on/off lover Ryan. Both could be described as alternative- hippies to some! Ryan was...