"And this is my wife Wendy," my husband Jamie said as a tall, athletic man with short, greying hair turned to greet me. "Hi Wendy, I'm Andy. Pleased to meet you." The man smiled, extending his hand. I shook it smiling back at my husband's new Boss, noting the sharp suit, white shirt, highly polished shoes and Mediterranean tan, as if he'd deliberately mod...
This premise is heavily inspired by Seesaw's Alpha Beta. If you enjoy this thread, please check out his work. "How may I serve you, Master?" Fredrick looked up from his book. A woman was standing over him. She was wearing nothing but high heels black lace lingerie and a tagged collar. She stood in perfect posture, legs spread open and wrists crosse...
On another lonely day because of the pandemic lockdown you were sitting on your couch. You were doing a MCU marathon and it was already getting late. Soon enough you fall asleep on the couch. As you wake up you get nearly shocked to death. As you look down you see that you are floating in the air above New York. After some time you manage to fly. Still not t...
(Note; this story is a sequel to my earlier Restarted, parts one and two, and to The Transgression Solutions, hence also belongs in the same series as Thanks for the Memories.) * The two people lurched through the apartment door together, humming the tune of "Waterloo" in very poor harmony, and then the man stopped for a moment to tell the apartment lights...
It was easy to believe that Humanity had conquered Space. We were building colonies throughout the Solar System. We had even travelled to distant stars - albeit with help. I myself had made it all the way to Sol Station without ever once feeling I was in any real danger. By the time I left it, however, this false sense of security would be a distant memory....
Dr. Snip 5 Crusher Carnelli wasn't worried about Dr. Snip, he had been attacked many times by many enemies and he was still here. As he was fond of telling people he didn't have any friends, but he also didn't have any enemies, alive that is. There was something puzzling him, about the heads in this bed. When his men had tried to remove them, they had left...
Thank you all for the nice emails and comments for Chapter One. Also, thank you to my editors for your help. As always, you constructive comments are welcome. ***** I woke up, and he was still asleep beside me. I looked at his face while he slept. I wanted to kiss him. I slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom. As I stood in front of the mirror, self...
The success of Gruber's Labs newest contribution to the scientific community reverberated through the sterile halls unchecked as the revelers downed their intoxicating concoctions in wild abandon. Apparently the small gelatinous mass I irreverently referred to as flubber, had been successful in restoring the neurological damage an ambulatory construction wor...
Disclaimer: This storyline is a fictitious account of a white married couple dealing with a reparations act being passed in a near future America. It will therefore delve into interracial cuckolding. If this is not your interest, please do not read this story and move on to a subject you prefer. For anyone still reading, I hope you will enjoy the following s...
Chapter 1 I found myself with her dick in my mouth, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I could feel her shape with my tongue. She was long and slender with a slight curve. Her head was slightly tapered and was beginning to flare outward. I went to work: teasing her head with my tongue, dragging my lips lazily down the shaft, applying ever so slight s...