Rachel couldn't believe her eyes, the ad in the newspaper's Personal Section read: Escorts needed for a writer's workshop. Dates 3-1-13 to 3-15-13. Transportation, room, and board provided. Pay package includes $10,000 plus tips. If interested contact herb@xxxxx. Making contact with Herb was an easy decision. She sent three nude pictures and one line of t...
My breath rattled through my chest. Every cell in my body tensed, waiting for our moment, waiting for Nate. His touch felt hot as his calloused fingers brushed over my abdomen. Nothing had felt as good as his careful, almost naïve caress. We were going to make love. Finally. "I fully intend too," he repeated as if he had tuned into my thoughts. "But not t...
It was the night before classes, and Tiffany was stressing out. She had spent the last two hours reading the syllabi for her various courses. She was supposed to have already done the first section of reading? She hadn't even ordered her books! Tiffany laid back in bed and groaned. Twisting her neck, she caught sight of her roommate's unoccupied bed. Not fo...
Note- Dedicated to Mrs. 123z. Thanks for the ideas. xxx Kent, 1921 x Jeremy Ponsonby Smythe had been delighted to hear that his mother had acquiesced to his wishes that she teach Cynthia how to ride. He was the son of Lord and Lady Henry Ponsonby Smythe of Whitstable in Kent and was hard at work in his attempts to become a Member of Parliament like his f...
Chapter 4-Shapeshifter Paris, 17 years ago Raven Darkholme was a complicated woman with a complicated history. She rarely knew who she really was in the grand scheme of things, and for a mutant shape shifter, that spelled nothing but trouble for someone of her caliber. Despite her youthful appearance, she was probably one of the oldest mutants in history...
I was like a kid on Christmas. This new ability was fucking awesome. I couldn't stop playing with it as the day wound on. I hadn't a single thought for verb conjugation, integrals, or moments of inertia. Instead I focused on teasing the goth chick's nipples, fondling the cheerleader's thighs, and caressing the sexy, bronzed shoulders of my Spanish teacher. E...
I'm back after a Hiatus. Life gets in the way. This story is inspired both by real events with one lover and a particularly vivid dream about a co-worker. Names have been changed... blah blah... Enjoy, and please, take a second to let me know what you think. -Martin ***** The door opened to reveal a beautiful, well dressed brunette, wrapped in a tailored d...
Jean and I met at a student disco. We were both in our first term at university, though on different courses. I was surprised when she struck up a conversation with me as I was not particularly looking for female company. I was there really for a few drinks with my friends. When we talked I had the impression that she knew something about me, although I had...
Victoria was a virgin who feared touch, much less sex. Vicki was a vamp who needed touch, and often sex. The two walked in the shadow of College Mall and the new Lazarus store on the west side of Bloomington. By 2023, this was all gone, the older Martha realized. It began with the fires of 2018 that swept through much of the area, and the F-5 tornado 10 m...
A True Story. At the age of 49, Myron felt that he had reached a certain degree of success in both his professional and personal life. He had worked diligently throughout his academic and business careers to be in the position he now was. He had put the failures of his past love life far behind him, and he was now going on his 14th year with this corporat...