Author's Note – Please read "The Beginning..." and "The Dream Continues" series. They may you understand this tale. We Go Flying Olga was in the bathroom while we were talking about the seaplane, and how it had taxied to our jetty. When I arranged the hire of the 'plane I had not been thinking that our pilot might be a woman. The thought excited me....
This is a direct sequel to A Night at the Dancing Dog Inn, but it's also a direct sequel to A Most Joyous Reunion, both of which you can find by checking out my profile page. You don't have to have read either of them to enjoy this story, but if you're going to read all three you should probably read the other two before this one (in either order). Also, f...
Abstract: Flight Engineer Meghan Rafferty joins an off-world mining shaft crew working in the asteroid belt, but no one told her about her real job. * "Why the hell does my spacesuit have high heels?" asked rookie Flight Engineer Meghan Rafferty. The din of alarms prevented nearby Asteroid Miner Technician Lori Brower from understanding the question. Th...
"It's still coming down! April is too late in the year for this nonsense," Dr. Crist whined, watching as a thick, white snow coated the ground. "Maybe if we hadn't been listening to podcasts all the way up, we'd have heard some weather warnings." "Global warming," sighed Dr. Beltz. "The seasons are all fucked up because of that..." Dr. Crist rolled his ey...
It was really a lovely weekend, the whole thing. I was so wet from playing on the computer for part of the day Friday, and John had teased me just right in the morning when we were fucking, saying to me that he had some big plans in store for me. I decided to wear a skirt because I like to wear skirts and dress's when I go out dancing. I put on a Victoria...
Disclaimer: This story is for Adults Only. If you are underage, exit now. Make sure to store this book where minors cannot access it. This book contains graphic language and scenes of sexual acts. All characters portrayed are over the age of 18 years old. All sexual acts are consenting. This story may portray scenes of intercourse, voyeur, outercourse, anal...
"So, how's the, uh, problem?" Holly asked. She and Danielle sat on a bench in the local mall, bags beside them, stuffed with the latest in a line of soon to be useless clothes. A week had passed and she still grew, faster than ever it seemed. She grimaced at how her breasts bellowed over the cups of her old bra, swallowing them in the sensitive flesh. It was...
I'm in bed, feeling the cool smooth mahogany wood on my back as I'm laying against the headboard, my full milky breasts sandwiched against the back of a nineteen year old brat. My nipples are spraying milk like crazy, the liquid cascades down the girl's back to moisten where I'm grinding hard against her ass while my husband is thrusting in an out of her pus...
It was 3:58 AM and rain pitter-pattered steadily on the windows of the convent. Jessica awoke to almost pure darkness. There was no moonlight to illuminate her spartan room this evening. It had stormed on and off all night, but Jessica had slept like the dead. Her dreams had overwhelmed her with wanton Femdom lust. 'What the hell!?' She felt moisture on...
Lauren hovered in the doorway of the command center. The place was buzzing with activity. On the wall furthest from the door, three large screen television sets were playing the news; CNN, BBC, and Al-Jazeera in English. Faces seemed most intent upon BBC, which was covering the ongoing eruption in Iceland. Against one wall was a row of computers, several w...