It's a lazy Sunday summer afternoon when The Urge strikes you. Not surprising, it's been ages since you've gotten some and you're not really the type to get out. You decide to go to the strip club to see if that will help things. In town there are a few choices that you can choose from. The first club is in a nicer part of town and is known for the quality o...
Chapter Twelve Schmidt - 3750 C.E. "Schmidt?" Paul wondered. "Why are we stopping at Schmidt? And why is the colony called that anyway. Was there ever a famous Schmidt?" "I'm sure there was," said the captain of the space cruiser. "And I'm sure there are many Schmidts who are worthy to have a colony named after them. This colony, however, is named after Ro...
Author's Foreword & Acknowledgement This story is purely an erotic, fictional fantasy, developed solely from the present author’s weird imagination. The events & individuals portrayed are completely fictional & not based on any actual real-life cases from either group to my knowledge. The following story is set in a particular context, & part...
Trying to get some petty cash during the blistering summer, you, Greg, decide to work at a towel delivery company. You frequently deliver hot towels and luxury towels to people all around town, and to residences with pools. In a particular request, you are sent to a house not far from yours, making the trip easier. Upon looking at the client's name you read,...
I have longed to have an audio of a lover just going down on me, because it's a luxury I have only really come to enjoy later in life. As a young woman, it was more of a passing annoyance really... a tickle on my clit that I allowed lovers to do if they were *really* adamant that they wanted to. But I never enjoyed it. The beauty of womanhood is that thing...
We met Dean at our usual dive bar, only a week after her first adventure on her own. It was a chilly Saturday night, likely around 11 o'clock or so. Dessa and I had a table out on the patio to ourselves. None of our friends, or even the usual bar buddies were out that night. I'd gone to the bathroom and stopped at the bar to order us a couple more drinks, an...
"You will have to pay me," said Liliane suddenly. "Pay you?" I said after the pause needed to recover from the shock of her words. "Yes, pay me. If I am going to act the whore tonight, you will have to pay me." Liliane smiled her provocative smile, the one that had captivated me when I was first introduced to her. This was earlier that evening, over pre-d...
Hello readers. Let me get my usual blah, blah, blah out of the way and then I'll get onto the story. Firstly, art credit for the lovely cover goes to the talented Tinnies. Second, this story was started over on my Patreon page and I want to thank my awesome Patrons for continuing to support my work. The Patreon version of this story will be a chapter or more...
Well, it's time. It's decided. You're really going. To America. And you're taking all the money you have, not that it's a lot. You're also taking a few changes of clothes, for differing occasions, binoculars, your phone, some jewelry: mostly as possible gifts to women, and the tools of your trade. The Idea is to go to America an never come back. To seduce an...
"Insider trading is a naughty naughty thing young lady" the anonymous email read... "come to this address tomorrow morning at 8am, come alone, or every news station in eastern time zone will be breaking this at 9". She recalled how her mind was racing in those minutes that followed reading those words, surely an illegally recorded private...