She inserted the key card and reached for the elevator button for the club floor; nervous, but drawn by some new urge triggered by his confident, brash manner. The elevator door closed and began to move upward. She had fantasized about other men. All wives do. How else would you explain the millions of romance novels involving muscled, confident, take ch...
The game was over on TV, and the latest loss for Brad's team sure didn't help his mood any. His fatherly duties had also called him away frequently, so he had mercifully missed seeing the most cringe-inducing plays. But now the kids had gone off to play with friends and he had his laptop out on the table again. He was anxiously checking his email every few...
When she awakened the next morning, Lois's pubic hair was crinkly with the remnants of her delightful, unexpected union with her friend's husband Derek the night before. She slid her hand between her legs and touched herself there to verify what she felt. "It wasn't a dream!" she thought, shuddering, "It was real! I...I can't believe I let that happen! What...
Adam Brent is the name. Most people just call me Young Adam. I don't know why, but that nickname has stuck with me for ages. I'm a tall, and dare I say good-looking young African man with dark brown skin, curly black hair and pale gray eyes. Anyone looking at me would see a young African-American male. The kind of man that both men and women can't help but f...
She knew she should have stuck to the main highway, but she was late. Alexa was hoping the country road would be a short-cut. The dust from the road boiled out behind her car as she sped along over the washboard surface, the rows of corn a blur as she tried to make up time. It was shortly before noon...Alexa had the top of her Sebring convertible rolled bac...
The stars overhead shone brightly in the vast darkness of the night sky. It was amazing how all those tiny specs of light held a thousand tiny secrets. Somewhere in the old streets of New Orleans there was an estate centuries old. To the outside eye, it was the vacant and dilapidated mansion of the very late someone or other, whose name had been lost to time...
My friend who I had confided in about my frustrations and my fantasies, told me that her friend, a lady who needed to be very discreet, had a fantasy similar to mine about meeting someone in the library. Because of security anyone using the stacks at the Library needed an ID that gave access to only students and researchers. She gave me my instructions and...
The roar of the crowd in the intense desert heat subsided as two large doors opened, one on each side of the arena. From out of the eastern door stepped three gladiators, each one tall and muscular, skin bronzed from the sun. The gladiators were completely naked and unshielded, their only weapons were nets to ensnare their opponent. The gladiators, known as...
Spiegel parked his Hoverbike outside the university and took off his helmet. He checked the time on the chronovisual on his wrist. 1530. Right on time. Fawn's seminar oughtta be over now. He looked up at the front entrance, and saw the gate dissolving to let students out. Small groups of people exited the building. Trolls grunting over their homework, human...
Chapter 11 – Ruminations. Birthing so many seed batches and the events of the past few days weighed heavy on my slender body, it was no wonder that after the continuous multiple orgasms during the birthing process left me in a deep sleep for the rest of the day and throughout the night. I awoke the next morning, just shortly before the sun hit its mid point...