It was late and the house was asleep, all except her, of course. Being asleep at 3:00 a.m. might be an option for everyone else, but she had long ago accepted her nocturnal nature and had even come to love the long hours before dawn. This was her alone time. Her only complaint was when the insomnia kept her up for more than three consecutive nights. Seventy-...
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All characters are older than twenty-one. All characters are owned by DC Comics, a Time-Warner company. This is a parody; I make no profits from it. Voting and polite comments encouraged. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Zatanna Zatarra was in a room she had never laid eyes on before. Spartan did not begin to describe the room. The room was entirely...
Pt. I - "Hot For Teacher" I got the idea while standing in the detention line, or, as they call it in this all-boys, catholic high school, "JUG", for "Justice Under God". But the jugs I was thinking about at the moment belonged to one Becky Beakman. "Ballbreaker Beakman" was one of the very few female teachers in this temple of testosterone, and she had a c...
The letter smelled of an exotic seductive perfume. Nick could not ever recall receiving a letter in a black envelope. It had no return address but looked intriguing. Nick quickly opened the letter, which had a silver illustration of a half moon with stars on the front top portion of the letter. There was only one short sentence written in red ink on the blac...
I love to jerk off. I loved it the first time, and I love it thirty six years later. I hope I'll always love it. No matter what my lovers have thought, yes it's sexual, but it has absolutely nothing to do with my sex with them. My masturbating has nothing to do with whether I like sex with them, it doesn't mean I do or don't want sex with them. It's just tha...
It was at the gallery that I first saw Chloe. She was sitting alone in the corner of the cafe, perusing the exhibition catalogue intently, her coffee neglected. Her eyes were firmly fixed on the woodblock prints as she turned the pages deliberately. "This is a pretty good display of the art of ukiyo-e, or Japanese woodblock prints" I blurted, no longer able...
Tracy had been working with Malcolm for days to get her playground safety proposal for Hartley Park put together just right. She wanted everything to be flawless. This morning she was so nervous she hadn't even been able to eat breakfast. She arrived at the office early, picked up her mail and headed straight for the kitchen, hoping that some chamomile tea w...
Kent's initial attitude to my new found hobby was of mixed caution. I assured him that I would organise Neville to meet the clients that he would have otherwise picked up from the airport and bring them to a new helipad once it was completed. We could arrange luxury transport from there to Lakeside or one of our motels in the town. Slowly but surely, he warm...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (23.5 min/mp3) * * * * * Copyright ©Kingswoman 2015 The other night I met a man while I was out and about -- as you do. For various reasons, I didn't take the opportunity to have a little bit of fun with him, although I would've liked to. One of the reasons is that, long ago -- and oh so far...