(It looks like our closet slut is at it again. If you haven't read the Good Deed series, you can find them on my author page. They are My Good Deed, Another Good Deed and A Forced Good Deed in that order. My thanks to Slavey for reading over it and to Magical Hands for helping me think of this idea. Enjoy and vote. ) It was a hard day. I walked into my hous...
Fujiko: Sophomore Orientation ----- Ned paced the deck as his little protégée swam laps in the pool. Fujiko was a master swimmer, competition grade if she had chosen that route. But here on campus, it was just exercise and conditioning of her lithe body. Each circuit of Ned's trace passed the lounge chair of Fujiko's father, an Oriental casino tycoon. Ned...
Dragon (S)Layers Volume 6: The Last Embers 1 Iron Oak "A capstone is only as beautiful as the foundation it's placed upon, making it fitting that the foundation of the Free States is forged in gold by technological progress and innovation. It's a shame the capstone is cast in the tin of plutocracy and indentured servitude." Engineer Laverna Webber...
I can't sleep. I feel too good to drift off; my mind is firing too hot. Normally when I feel a flow like this coming on I'd get up and grab my laptop and let it bleed into Word. But I'm just going to let it all percolate instead tonight. Maybe I'll still have some of it left in the morning when I can distill it into my computer. I don't want to get up and ri...
Author's note: Comments welcome, BTW. ***** "What is that smell?" Honey asked, pulling Hiro into the closet with her. If she kept her hand on his dick, she would find out soon enough. "Uhh... cleaning fluid?" Hiro suggested. Honey slapped her forehead, narrowly missing her glasses. "Duh!" Hiro was shocked that the closet was empty and for a moment,...
Special thanks go to BlueEyed5ftAngel for her advice and encouragement. Shara looked into the mirror smiling, running her hands over her curves, feeling the soft velvet dress caressing her fingertips. In her stocking clad feet Shara was exactly five foot tall, with her full breasts and rounded hips her figure could only be described as hourglass. She may n...
Chapter 01: A Rare Beauty Here I am in bed with this unbelievably beautiful girl; she is asleep and purring, not snoring, if you know what I mean. Sati is Malay and incredibly beautiful, light brown skin, shoulder length blue-black hair, delicate features, big bright brown eyes surrounded by the most intense white I've ever seen, and a slim-tight figure on...
"Let's hear it for social networking," Becky smiled. The pretty blonde sat curled on one end of the couch in her living room, her legs folded under her and glass of wine held negligently in her hand. Her guest sat opposite her on the couch, firm legs curled under her short skirt, a white blouse hugging her full curves and contrasting with her dark brown cu...
This is a true story. However, for obvious reasons, people’s and place names have been changed. Any similarities are, therefore, a coincidence, and were not intended. It is drawn from my own experience. It was about eight o’clock when she rang and hung up. She did that when she wanted to talk, but didn’t have credit on her phone. I rang her back. “Hi, Dave...
After three days of the sales conference, Steve was sick. Sick of giant pieces of paper stuck to the wall covered with vague, ridiculous words regarding goals and mission, sick of pointless team building exercise but mostly sick of long evenings spent with amateur drinkers who felt free to let loose, particularly since they were far away from home in the Fre...