Ch 4 A trial and a party, more scientific work This chapter sees a trial and a New Year's Party. The scientists tackle a much bigger job. Because of the amount of abbreviations in this story, I include a glossary: Adm. Admiral, naval rank (see Cmdr.) -- above a captain Capt. Captain, naval rank -- usually a ship's commander CCO Chief Communications Off...
So there I was, kayaking through the beautiful waters of New Zealand, when lo-and-behold I got myself lost. I was searching for a series of caves I read about that were allegedly filled with bioluminescent glow worms. Photos made it seem like a scene in Avatar, and although I didn't like the movie, I couldn't help but gawk at the amazing visuals like everyon...
Succubi absorb the life force of anyone they touch. Fortunately, our succubi were fitted with control collars that rendered them safe for hours of erotic pleasure. The lovely demonesses coaxed me to one orgasm after another, each time they greedily took my shafts deep into their bodies so that they would not miss a drop of my spirit energy. They also teased...
Shuttlecraft Sureswift, Deep Space: Sasha Hrelle and Giles Arrington dressed in quiet, by the light of a PADD sitting on the floor of the sleeping compartment. She stretched out the time adjusting her boot, more than once, in order to work out something to say. She had to say something to him after losing their virginity to each other. Didn't she? I mean, s...
Being away from her ship filled Vynn with an intense, animal excitement. It was not that she longed to be away from the Hegemony – far from it – rather, it was that she was taking part in a Captain's tradition as old as the oldest heroes of the Age of Conquest. They were legends, whispered names: Fletcher, Church, Bordeaux, Genoveis, Sysko. And now she was j...
This story is about our adventure into the fascinating world of swinging. Chapter One For a long time we had discussed the idea of swinging. In bed, we would fantasize about what it might be like to take on a complete stranger..........or two.......or three! Many times I had been squirming under her face as she talked out loud about fucking a man and a...
**A reader commented that a holiday story should have redemptive value, in the spirit of the season, and that, perhaps I fail to tap into that delirious, all-consuming happiness that each and every one of us must feel during the long, cold winter months. Of course, it could be that redemption—good or ill—is in the iris of the beholder. --Indeed...
Stacy looked at her nude form in the mirror. She cradled her flawless double D's in her arms inspecting every inch of her firm flesh. The areolas bunched up around the pink beads that her nipples became. She just finished a small pre-show snack a few minutes ago. He was a short guy. Refused to pay for the drinks and the lap dance he received and was extremel...
Copyright of Peter Dee, 2001 Out of the frying pan and into the third place, a spirited girl becomes a gift of remote affection to an alien's wife. This turns out to be extremely fun. *** To be presented at the slaver's auction, naked like an un-apprenticed virgin! The shame! No girl at eighteen, I was the best sneak-thief in the city, on the planet, and...
A circling hawk, silhouetted against the cloudless blue sky, screamed keee keee keee. Jamie hauled luggage and a pair of mountain bikes from the back of the van. He was content not to be part of the conversation between his girlfriend, Lene, and her father because he was too distracted, trying to pin a name on an elusive feeling that bothered him. Was it dé...