The day was warm and the gentle breeze from the lake made Max free really at peace. He sat on the sun-warmed rocks while looking at the sky. Max was a tall nerdy boy with tan skinned with short hair. With grey eyes he was fairly good looking. Watching the sky the wind smacked the land and bent the trees as a shadow covered the area. Max watched as a sliver s...
Forked from Ovyah Discovered, True Believers! In Marvel Universe-254616, Peter Parker had spent some fifteen years as the Amazing Spider-Man. But, despite hundreds of victories and lives saved, his life lay in ruins -- his photojournalistic career was in ruins after he faked a photograph to help a man accused of a crime he didn't commit. His academic and ed...
Getting old doesn't happen overnight. It creeps up on you. For me, the memory is the thing. I can look for my glasses forever until I bend over and - plop - there they are, dropping onto the bridge of my nose from the top of my head, where I'd put them. And if I had a penny for every time I've walked into the kitchen and wondered just what I'd gone in there...
The ball room is huge. The ceiling, rich in cream mouldings and heavy black oak, reaches far above only to be shrouded in shadow. As I step into the space I can't help but admire the opulence of its decoration: gold leaf, glass and red drapes cover every wall and pillar. Every surface gleams in the reflected flame of thousands of candles set in a massive c...
It was another lazy afternoon at work. We were slowly reviewing the files for the day. There are many work rooms, but she and I shared the one towards the end of the hallway. We liked that it was not too close to the main office area and gave us some privacy. She and I have been working in the same team for the past 2 years and counting. We quickly realized...
This story is non-human science fiction. This is a quickie, a very short story intentionally kept under two thousand words to make it a quick read. As such, it can't possibly be arousing. There is sex in the story, and the sex is somehow integral in how events play out, but it's not arousing. That's not the goal. It is a story, first and foremost. Measure i...
Dr. Ellen Hull PhD sat in her office reviewing her schedule and enjoying the fluffy bulge between her legs. Wearing John's bikini underwear energized her lubricious imagination and allowed her to spend without worrying about wetting through her outer clothes. That asexual bulge, pressing and chafing her stiff clitoris, along with molding her spongy panty mat...
Many kinksters will argue that BDSM is about physics- the creamy rhythm between the cane and the flesh, or the quiet intensity of tying a submissive in a challenging and artistic position. Others might counter by saying that is all about biology- kink electrifying the exchange of endorphins and fuelling the intensity of the pain and pleasure paradigm. Two e...
Her name used to be Dr. Sinaya Martin. She used to be able to give medical care, diagnose diseases, and do all the duties expected of a medical professional. Four men looked down at her as she slept, drugged into a coma. Each remembered the feel of her sleek body, the sound of her moans of helpless passion, and felt a tug at their groins even as their stomac...
It wasn't really anything special about Professor Albano that made him stand out to Alice when she first walked into that classroom. He certainly had that mature attractiveness about him that men in their 40s sometimes acquired, and his beautifully Italian nose and tan skin as well as his salt and pepper hair made most of his female students swoon at least a...