While on a mission to stop Poison Ivy from dosing Gotham's water supply with a dangerous toxin, Batman and Robin have gone missing and Alfred has called in Batgirl to help find them. "I'm so sorry for interrupting your birthday celebrations, Ms. Gordon, but I was unsure of where else to turn." The butler says humbly. "It's alright Alfred, &quo...
"Lady Kendall?" I woke to the sound of Vytex's voice breathing in my ear, tickling my lobe as he spoke. I felt as if I had been run over by a train and groaned as I sat up to stare at the clock. The numbers read 8:32 but as I crawled slightly closer I could see it said it was "AM" instead of the "PM" hour I was expecting. We had slept all afternoon and night...
Chapter 01: The Curator's New Position Sue quickly questioned her career choice. Archaeology was a lot more Joe Accountant than Indiana Jones. After finishing her degree, she went straight to field assignments figuring that was where to find the action. When some of her finds appeared in archaeology journals credited to the dig leader she knew it would be a...
The week following the incident in the museum was like a living hell for Michael, she was constantly goading him on in the class room, many time causing him to cower behind his podium or his desk to hide the growing erection she aroused. The things she wore to his class, he knew were meant to tempt him. He had never seen her in anything but jeans and sweater...
Ever have an event happen only once in your life that you think about fondly for years -- maybe decades even? I had it happen to me once; and only once. However, the endorphins that flood my brain every time that I think about it allow me to revisit it regularly, each time almost half as good as the real thing. It also changed my attitude about life and what...
*Note: Please read Alien Desires Ch. 01 and Ch. 02 before reading this story* * Since Cynthia's arrival on Samantha's orbital station, the work had either slowed to a crawl or had progressed in leaps and bounds, depending on how you looked at it. Immediately after stowing her belongings in Samantha's quarters the both of them had shed their clothes and be...
Thanks for your votes and comments. This is a non-erotic science-fiction story, the latest in the series of stand-alone short stories featuring Hana Jeffries. It's the story I promised at the end of Every Man's Fantasy, chapter 27. There are some tie-ins to the Every Man's Fantasy series, where the story fits in between chapters 27 and 28. I hope you enjo...
"I think I have an admirer," my wife said one day. "Oh? Do tell." She told. The man was a divorced, highly successful business man who served on the museum board of trustees, as did my wife Jill. I had met him once or twice, very casually, and it took some concentration to remember exactly what he looked like. Nothing impressive came to mind. And that made...
Maria couldn't help wondering why she had come to the lecture. The bench below her arse was hard and uncomfortable, the room at the Met museum was freezing cold and she was surrounded by a bunch of oldies. The speaker was a professor of classics, over from Cambridge in England, in a tweed jacket and horn-rimmed spectacles. His name was Prof Albert George, an...
Gabrielle luxuriated in the steamy shower, basking in the warm spray as the soapy lather caressed her curves. She was preparing for an artistic adventure. A free spirit, Gabrielle had always been drawn to art, studying techniques, exploring various genres and seeking out the more avant garde and experimental expressions in the art world. That's how she met...