USS Surefoot, Deck 4, Sickbay Recovery Room, Stardate 36448.68: Captain Hrelle lay face down on the biobed, resting his muzzle on his crossed arms, a teal-coloured cloth draped over his rear end; a small opening in the cloth allowed a thick, furless, half-metre-long appendage to rise up and sway like a Rigelian cobra. His fingers, encased in dermal sheaths,...
The following story contains details of sexual relations between consenting adults. If you are 18 or under you are asked not to read the following. This story contains no references to any person living or dead. It is essentially a romance with a twist. * * * * * - Chapter One – Our First Meeting - I had two weeks to go before the final degree exams and I...
This story is about a loving "hotwife" wife, but it is very heavy with male bisexuality and what some would consider totally gay. We consider it Hotwife and Cuckold. If you're not into that; don't read it. I know Loving Wife is not the best catagory, but until they start a cuckold catagory, this will have to do. If you're easily offended...stay away. No...
Captain Tomisic sat there and waited for maybe thirty seconds before he tried again. He hoped that he could raise the remaining crew aboard the Darkstrider. Just as he was about to open his mouth, a voice crackled over the comms. "Perseus, this is Darkstrider! We're still here, sir!" "Good to hear your voice Commander Sunara! What happened earlier? There w...
Author's Note: This is a story without a point. This is unusual. Most of my stories have a purpose beyond their ostensible text, some deeper inner meaning beyond the erotic foreplay. They usually carry a message. This story carries no message. It is not trying to change the world. It is not trying to teach anything to the reader. It is just a bit of fun. F...
This is a long one folks, but it's broken up into sections. As usual, all people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ***** "Are you Reaves Philip? Oh my gosh, I love your books!" A middle-aged woman with natural gray hair tickling her eyelids hustled after Reaves on the sidewalk. She was determined to get a word with him even thoug...
or, an Essay on the Folly of Not Drinking Enough Rum Always do sober what you said you'd do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut. - Ernest Hemingway Long after the 'Cold War' ended, relations between The United States and Fidel Castro's Cuba remained - to put it mildly - strained. Well into the 1990s, when people fled Cuba - usually by boat...
The girls were shocked beyond words when I refused. "No. Remember I said a one-time thing, and I meant it. It'll hold. We need to focus on the logistics, instead. I DO NOT want to be in the same room where my wife is screwing someone not me. I don't think I could get past the visual. And it can't be anyone's house; this has to be on neutral ground. There aga...
Long time coming, I know. Going into the down slope of the series (10 chapters total are planned), I hope to be able to keep you guessing on what will happen next, as well as arouse you with the sex scenes. This chapter contains a scene with my two favorite actresses and I hope that it lives up to what I envisioned. Please send me feedback on this chapter an...
Laptopwriter Copyright© 2014 One again, my thanks to Mostera1 for his help. He always makes my stories better. And now, Weaver. From the corner of his eye, Weaver caught sight of the big fist thundering toward him. It had been years since he'd fought in the ring and maybe he wasn't as fast as he used to be, but he still knew how to react to a haymake...