This story was edited by Ein ashan bli aish, and I thank her for all of her hard work. The world didn't end in December of 2012 as the Mayan, the Hopi, and the Aztec's foretold. Quetzalcoatl didn't come to destroy man, but something else did. In one of the old Soviet Satellite nations, a fundamentalist group, bent on terrorism, broke into a biological wa...
Recap: Jean Claude finishes up a commissioned painting in Nice and gets ready to leave for Paris to start work on the mural for Boulan. JC finished packing the last minute things just as the cab arrived and was on his way to the airport with plenty of time to spare. He got his boarding pass and went into the coffee shop to have some breakfast. He bought a p...
The thick oversize first-class envelope didn't feel like junk mail, so Brandi took a second look on her way to the waste can. It had a return address at 550 East 50th Street, Level 45, New York, NY. That was uptown, East side, near 5th Avenue shopping and Grand Central, just a few blocks from Stuart's office in the uptown financial district. Brandi opened th...
Jim's life had been changed in an instant in ways he had not foreseen a year ago. His wife of many years had been struck down in a traffic accident when a large truck ran a red light and totaled her car. Mercifully, she went to her reward instantly and with no pain or suffering. Unknown to virtually everyone who knew him, Jim was a submissive male who had v...
I, Erica Breck, was beside myself Friday night when I went home. I had thought up of a plan to possibly worm into Rick's suddenly changed lifestyle. A lifestyle I had read about many times in romance novels and stories on the net. I wanted to be in that lifestyle desperately but was afraid to seek it out at the many clubs in the area. I tried the club scene...
It has been five years since my divorce—an easy one for me, as it was my former wife Margie who ran off with her older sister’s husband, and I stayed blissfully single and roaming a bit for those years, too. I badly missed one of my earliest playmates from the day I had learned of my unfaithful wife from her own niece! That cute niece, almost 18 at the time...
I spent a lot of time telling the first part of this story ("I'm His Proud, Willing Slut") and I think you should read it before continuing. But since some proportion of readers won't ever do what an author asks, let me do a quick recap. I've been a horny, shameless, cock-loving slut since college, and fifteen years later, I hooked up with my best friend fro...
Continuing my memoirs, The weekend continues as love and romance bloom. A new level of intimacy is reached. Neighbors get quite an eye full and we come to an understanding. * Summer of 93' Nothing Compares To You Part VI We all got out of bed, I got new sheets, pillow cases and sent everybody out. Turned on the two exhaust fans in the bathroom and spr...
CHAPTER 10: WELCOME BANGIN' The day after Halloween, Cori woke up sore from a day full of both tricks and treats, but in a good mood. As hectic as Friday had been, Saturday was shaping up to be an abnormally quiet day. Harris was going on a trip with the university president and the chair of the board of directors to visit the other universities in the syst...
The remaining weeks sped by, filled with advanced exercises for the residents. The girls were inventive as they individually, or in covert teams, staged enticing setups for Ned to act out his immediate impulses. Ned was tantalized constantly by everyday activities that were duplicitous sexual provocations. Real or role playing activities mimicked such scenes...