George Appplewhite lay on his sheet, on his metal framed bed with its chipped cream paint. Outside the Gangetic plain offered up its steamy heat and its swill and ordure. The ceiling fan droned and creaked, stirring the sluggish air. This was his junior teacher's bedroom- hardly bigger than a closet- where he had slept since his arrival in India to teach at...
Chapter 17: After the party Following the party Jessica took me to her room. She was obviously worked up from the night's activities and a little inebriated from the wine she consumed. When we got there she began by doing a striptease act. She was wearing a long evening gown with a slit up one leg that was as sexy as it was elegant. It showed every curve i...
A submissive male takes a holiday but is invited to alternative accommodation by the female proprietor of the apartment he rents. She has discovered his sexual preferences by chance, and finds him a perfect candidate for her 'hobby' which she shares with her dominant female associates. He had arrived at the resort apartment, the stress of his work routine f...
This is intended as a sequel to an earlier story – "Indulgence." More enjoyment may be had if you read that first. I had been seeing Steve for about three months. For 'seeing', read 'fucking'. Of course. He was okay, but certainly not Mr Right. He was becoming serious and I was becoming, if not exactly bored, certainly not ready for serious. I would have...
The first story arc of Derrick's saga, "It was supposed to be about incest," concludes with a big-ass random ball out in the middle of Laurel University's Fitzhurst Football Stadium. No incest for poor Derrick, but hopefully his new buddy can fill in the gaps. Yes, this chapter continues with one more part after Derrick and Reoren take off in search of Riley...
"Girls at a Bar," part 3 of the "It was supposed to be about incest" arc. Copyright CopperSkink (or Copper's Kink; whatever turns you on), January Four, Two Thousand Ten. All players eighteen and older (the high school starts kids at fourteen, though there are plenty who skip right to college, but we don't talk about them). Circa 2066 (subject to change d...
Chapter 1: Phone Call The phone rang as she came in the door with her hands full of groceries. Amelia set them down and reached for the phone. "Hello?" she said. "You have been accepted into The Academy. A packet will soon arrive with instructions on how to proceed", a voice said. Amelia collapsed into a nearby chair and slowly smiled. She has been accepted...
Author's Notes & a warning: I mistakenly published my first version of chapter 5. The edited one is much better. I already published it. You can go back and read it if you want. There aren't significant changes to the plot, but it's a better read. The first part of this chapter goes off in a weird tangent. I apologize to anyone who is a bit repelled by...
Sydney I. Drift. "Did you call him yet?" "No." "Oh my God, Sydney, call him!" "No!" Tess huffed impatiently on the other end of the line and not one part of me cared. "He broke up with me, I think. If anyone is crawling back to someone it's he to me. Or something. You know what I mean." "I actually don't, because you've turned into a crazy person...
((Authors Note -- just taking a break from my Batgirl series. This story came to mind a few months ago so I thought that I'd share it with you. I hope that you like it. Always happy to hear what you think -- please comment if you'd like to. Please note that I posted this originally under the wrong category - my mistake (slapped wrist!) so I've resubmitted...