The students in Professor David Scott's Calculus class were struggling. It was a Wednesday Afternoon, and unusually warm for the fall. The warm weather didn't make it any easier to teach or learn calculus. David was a Math professor at a prestigious university in upstate Pennsylvania. On this fall afternoon, he was getting as frustrated as the students. Non...
Evadne Porter stretched luxuriantly in her well-used breeding bed as morning bought an end to another night of successful seed harvesting. Her orifices ached magnificently, a stored memory of every object that had pummeled and stretched her in the previous few hours. Time was she could remember the faces of all the participants in these celebratory trains of...
The next morning, at breakfast, I asked her if she had any idea how much breast she had been showing the day before. "It got a little out of hand" she said, "I just meant to tease a little bit but between the alcohol and all the attention I was getting, it was kind of exciting. Are you mad at me?" "Actually I wasn't" I admitted, "it was kind of exciting fo...
If you are looking for porn, this won't get your attention. This is a story, a true story, but one of love. All characters are real and this event happened... ***** "Where are you?" My phone beeped as the message popped up on the screen. I saw it was Heather. Oh, Heather. Heather and I had been friends for about ten months, both attracted to each other;...
Toys You arrived at the mall in the early afternoon. You had called Lynn to arrange it. She met you inside the door. Even though you had shared such a naughty, intimate experience last week, she maintained that slight professional aloof. Oh, she was warm. She winked at you. But she called you "Miss." She shook your hand, she didn't hug you. Remembering ho...
We walk into the motel room glowing with the warmth of seeing each other again and tingling with expectation of having an opportunity to be together. We kiss, a brief kiss of greeting, before I ask you to stand in the middle of the room. “Close your eyes,” I say, “and focus on us, on this moment; block out all other thoughts.” “I will try,” you say. I...
Edited by Poison Ivan The cottage where Peter Schmidt was killed stood empty and was in bad need of repair. Shingles were missing from the roof, the gutter was full of the sludge from too many fallen leaves, and the paint job was anemic. But one look up and down the street, and Moe could see the house fit right in with the neighborhood blueprint. There wasn...
Emily paced over to the door and pulled back the curtain one more time as Auntie May droned on about Jordan. The man it seemed was more like a son to her than a great-nephew. She had been there less than half an hour and already she knew that the man took his first step when he was just eight months old, had graduated high school as valedictorian with letter...
***If you haven't read Forget to Remember Ch. 1 or 2, please do so before reading this one. It will make this story a lot yummier to read.*** * The walls of the dungeon dripped with blood and fear. Past prisoners' screams rang the cells and halls, bringing my body on full alert. When I open my eyes, my arms were bound above my head and I stand suspended in...
It was a cloudy, rainy night. They had talked on the phone for most of his ride over to her house. He was looking forward to round two. The first experience had been fun, but he was hoping for more involvement this time. She promised at least 5, but he didn't think she'd pull it off; nit had taken her so long to arrange this "party". She'd sure show him. Wh...