----=(Taxi Gate 7, Part 1)=---- Taxi gate 7 was a hallway which appeared pleasing to the eye in a neutral manner. Below average human shoulder height the walls were coloured in a calm, not too bright, shade of blue. At shoulder height and above, the walls were also decorated with intricate ornaments. Bronze, gold and a few streaks of black dominated the orn...
"Patient's name: Hall, Tawny. Age: 19. Week: 20." Tawny's file indicated only the relevant medical information. It didn't mention her long black hair or the fact that her breasts had gone from tear-shaped C cups to a more convex D cup. She had gained fifteen pounds since the original confirmation of pregnancy. I told her, "In a few weeks we should be able t...
My name is Monica Taverns. I'm a student at Mandrake College in Chicago, Illinois. It's a four-year, private, previously all-female institution of higher education. These days, it's a place that's going through lots of changes. I moved to Illinois from Boston for my education. Mandrake College is home away from home. It's also the setting of most of my adven...
EXTRA TRAINING We broke open a third bottle of wine and I decided to ask Sue more about her insatiable appetite for sex. I was still fascinated by the contract between her day job as a respectable and responsible Head Teacher and her rampant nymphomania in private. She thought it stemmed from a mixture of a strict upbringing in the late 1950's to which she...
I was not expecting any sexual encounters when I went to the supermarket that day. In fact, since my divorce six months ago, I had not encountered anything that could be described as remotely sexual at all. We married young and were too naive to realise that we were incompatible. She wanted a home and children and regarded sex with me as an unfortunate means...
My name is Belle Long. I am a senior-year student at Alexander Hamilton High and the proud daughter of a nudist family. Speaking of which, last weekend I stayed at the Amethyst Springs Nude Resort with my parents and my boyfriend Jason Lancer where I met students of a friend of my parents, the Alpha Zeta Zeta nudist sorority of J. Oscar University. I had to...
Disclaimer: all the characters are over eighteen. The vampires even more so. While I consider the characters to be bi, this contains sex between two men. Look at the story tags. If you're a person who's offended by such things, then please look somewhere else. Why would you read this all the way through and then be offended by it? For all others, please vote...
I may never be able to do another lingerie photo shoot again. Maybe I'll switch to shooting weddings or possibly sporting events. It's unlikely that I'll ever successfully maintain my concentration, let alone my creative edge, in the studio in the presence of scantily-clad models again. It started when I was flying to Miami to do some freelance shooting at...
I'm not one for putting much romance in my stories. I suppose I have a few outliers, but don't let this title fool you. If you want hot, intimate, steamy sex, this isn't it. But it is a little diddly about a divorcee restarting his life in a free-use themed world. I wrote it in one evening. It's a scratch off, not worth putting much more into. Hope you enjoy...
Summer School sucks! It's only three weeks, and I'm nearly at the end of the first one, but it feels like I've been going forever! There's only twelve people in History and ten in Biology, and counting me, two humans in each class. History starts at eight, runs until ten, then we get a thirty-minute break and Biology goes until twelve-thirty. In case you're...