Disoriented, Faith snapped awake, and then remembered, 'I'm at the Blue Star Inn.' The bed was empty beside her and there were faint sounds coming from the bathroom. The sky outside was gray and it matched her mood. The aches in her body had found new strength, after being overpowered by the pleasure she'd felt last night. Faith trudged to the bathroom, i...
Author's Note: Many thanks to Bella_Mariposa for again working wonders with her editing (this must be better than part one now?). This story addresses bisexuality, and includes group, lesbian and gay sex, as well as male↔female anal sex, and a little splash of water sports. So, if you don't like reading about that stuff, then at least you have been warned....
After receiving a cloned body I was immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. In the end I guess Human Recourses had figured me out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat...
Author's Note: I don't routinely read stories in this category because I find the fantasies described in them often differ so greatly from mine (which, incidentally, means recommendations would be great!). So, I don't know much the psychological play out tends to be described by other authors. The two main characters in this story represent real people in my...
As we last left off I finally got my citizenship authorization; and talk about bureaucracy, it too all of a minute for everything to be electronically processed. The company was holding all of the belonging patrons had purchased for me as gifts, and an identification ring slash debit card. I didn't have any credit, but an active bank account recognized on al...
Before you read this, it isn't a stroke story as such. A story with sex in it yes, but not a quick fire wham bam. Thought it best to let you know. * The players: Stella was a bitch, pure and simple, a statement of irrefutable fact. Somehow, in her twelve years working at the small Accountancy practice, she had charmed, or perhaps bullied the senior partne...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please vote. * An older man dies happy with a smile on his face on Valentine's Day. "You knew the deceased?" Detective Walter Martin watched her every facial expression and body movement. Looking for lies with an experienced, albeit jaundiced eye, a slight pause, an eye blink, a nervous twitch, and/or change in bo...
My wife and I are 30 years-old and have been married 5 years. My wife had to travel to the Mid-West to visit her Aunt who was sick and needed some help. She took two weeks off work, and in kidding told me to behave myself before she left. The first night she was gone I decided to try something I had never done before. I'm a closet crossdresser, something m...
It actually was my high school reunion. I don't know how I agreed to come here, but I did. Nearly 30 years, man we're all older. I had to be on the coast for business, those high school friends I'm still in touch with from the Northwest, upstate New York, Michigan, and midtown all agreed we should go to this one. We had a fairly good time during the cockta...
To understand my relationship with Bill and Stephanie, please first read my story titled, "Poker Night with Friends." Then come back and read this story. It will all make sense and ties each story together. This story contains gay male content. If this does not interest you, please read no further. ***** Bill, Stephanie and I have been friends for a long t...