By Woodmanone copyright February 2012 Another story that takes place in the West, during the latter part of the 1800's. As usual, constructive comments, emails and critiques are welcome and appreciated. ******************** Owensville, Texas was once a booming town; shipping ore from a large mine just outside the town limits. There was a railroad spur to...
Valerie stood before her bookshelf, admiring her treasures from another stay on Earth. She had a fetish for the old things, so primitive with their paper pages and space consuming form factor. They were cumbersome inefficient relics of the past, and she cherished them. The shelf was a creaky antique piece, hewn from the flesh of an Earth pine. To carve furn...
Monica, David, and Karly the cougar are back. Thanks for your patience. I'm putting this one back into the Erotic Couplings category, despite the Mature and Group Sex bits. Most of the sex is one-on-one. As usual, I thank you for taking the time to read my scribblings, and ask only that you cast a vote when you finish, and send me some feedback for futur...
All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over 18 when the events took place. In part 01 I described how my boyfriend helped me discover exhibitionism. Subsequent parts describe some of our adventures. Part 03 - Ethan takes me to his father's boat - part 1 ***** As soon as our exams were over Ethan told me that he'd arranged f...
Martha left for Fire Island, and my parents returned, and I was at work, feeling deprived, and thinking about possible alternatives for the rest of the summer. The girl from the firm who had been in the bar the previous Friday night - the one staying in the apartment with an airline hostess - was being friendly, and I looked forward to the next Friday evenin...
I hate these disclaimers, but if you haven't read Katie's Man, some of this story may not make much sense to you. The response to the first part has been very gratifying. Thank you and happy New Year to all. * As Kit drove home from his Tuesday classes, he pondered the possibility that he would never be able to understand or hold on to the women in his lif...
4-3 My study of Slave Yoga is proceeding splendidly. With the incentive of the slave treats and the mock threat of the slave whip constantly cracking over my head my movements in class are now more graceful and fluid than many of the slave girls. I know that my moves are better, even if the slave girls get more attention from the men in the window because t...
"Where's Mackenzie," Tubbins asks for the third time since I scooped him up. He keeps looking behind us. The rest of the children settled into my wake when I kept running. After about a half mile, we come to the first split in the tunnel, and I set him back down. He looks like he's about to cry, and he's not the only one. I think they all can sense my unease...
Amanda finished her latest e-mail correspondence with Jeremy Thorndike and Bryce Pierre. She then stood and walked out of Sean's office to see if Moe had assembled the personnel yet. She found the last few people just positioning chairs into the open area of the office and taking their seats. The chairs had been arranged in a manner where Amanda was the ce...
Author's Note: This is Part 4 of a multi-part series. It is recommended that you read Parts 1 - 3 first to better understand the story. Enjoy. Arizona State University Mario entered the ES2000 Virtual Life Experience chamber, eager to resume where last week's session had left off. The discovery of the enigmatic 'Purple', an intelligent extraterrestrial cre...