Our story begins with the seemingly humble Drosophila bifurca, otherwise known as the fruit fly. The Department of Entomology and Nematology at UC Davis is researching and observing the life cycle of the fruit fly. We have a team of graduate students clamoring for the prized position of research assistant to one Dr. Witt. It seems the research position has g...
This is the last chapter that will be in interracial love. This story belongs in the scifi section. * After my first meal in the main dining room, I was served in my room. I was restricting the flow of conversation. Ryan's way of saying he missed being able to bend one of his guests over and fuck them on the dessert. I got to suck Dom's dick a few times a...
1. Throughout my college years, the first day of each semester was always my favorite. I loved getting dressed up nicely on those mornings to impress my new classmates and hopefully catch the eye of some cute guy. On the first day of spring semester sophomore year, my roommate Dinah and I rushed around our tiny dorm room, throwing on different outfits and m...
Ch. 5 – Mazatlan After my trip to Donna Ygnacia's I returned to the ship and slept well. When we got to Mazatlan the next morning I woke up, called Dea for a wakeup blowjob, showered, dressed and ate a quick breakfast. After a quick cigar and perusal of my e-mail I caught a taxi to the local country club for a round of golf. I was paired with a young coupl...
The stood on the edge of a forest glade and of twilight. He was dark of hair and green of eye, tall, lean limbed and muscular. His power undisguised by the trappings of civilization he normally wore. She was delicate silver haired and eyed, but strong none the less. The waited together, hands intertwined, for the sun to set and the moon to rise. They waited...
WARNING! THIS IS A STORY INVOLVING STRONG SCAT PLAY AND WILL FOR ITS DURATION, YE HAVE BEEN WARNED. ***** Rebecca had a thing about her that she thought made her undateable. "What's this thing?" a friend from Rebecca's book club would ask. "Oh you know a thing" would be Rebecca's equally vague reply. Luckily, we are not Rebecca's friend from bookclub, w...
Well this started years ago when I was in Nashville on a business trip for the machining company I worked for, I learn quickly and at the age of 21 I was calling on customers for the company, this was not my thinking when I got into the machining business. I was there for a week and visited the same bar each night because of the food and the music, being a...
This meeting was getting the best of my attention, but I knew that if I didn't stay focused on something, I was going to doze off. That was all I needed on top of everything else that had gone wrong in the previous two weeks at work. As I watched William going over the charts on the screen, his words could have been in another language as little as I was abl...
The street was damp and a light drizzle continued to add to its sheen. A puddle had formed in the gutter at the front of the Rovers, slowly engulfing the polished cobbles. A track-shoed foot splashed through the pool spreading the waters over the curb only to be disturbed again by another pair of worn old training shoes following the first. Maria had passed...
Author's Note: STOP!!! If you've read most of my stories before, you should probably be warned that THIS ONE IS DIFFERENT. This story has a bisexual story line. If male/male activities are not your thing, you probably won't like this one. Oh well; I'll catch you next time. This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permiss...