A/N: Due to this website's policies, we'll be skipping the Mary Marvel chapter, but if you'd like to read it, it is available on my Patreon under the name D.E. Skeen. Mary left—without getting dirty again—after her bagel. There was nothing else for it. Ted had to call Booster. He dialed as he went to his fridge, grabbed a beer, and wrestled with the cap...
A little bit less sex this time around, but I promise the payoff will be very good by series end (I am ending it at Chapter 10). Please send me feedback on this chapter and all chapters of the series. Without your feedback, I have no clue as to whether or not I'm pleasing my readers. Thanks, and enjoy the chapter. __________________________ Standard Discl...
(The following story is a work of fiction and as is the nature of fiction it's not realistic or responsible or any other R-words that keep the real world rolling round and round. I guess that's why they call them sexual fantasies. I hope you can keep it real and also enjoy the story. Inspired by a particularly detailed dream ...) How Cara Learned to Stop Wo...
I took my fiancee Carrie out for her twenty-first birthday. We went bar hopping and got pretty drunk, she more than I. Just before midnight, at a bar near the university, she suggested we go to a strip club. This took me by surprise. Carrie is not conservative. She’s pretty liberal and liberated, a college feminist with pretty radical politics. But she’d ne...
I have mentioned in other stories I have written here that I worked for many years as an English professor at a small but expensive New England college. I retired at the age of 65 as a result of the college's policy of mandatory retirement—a stupid idea in an age when most people live longer than they did in the past and most retain their brain capacity. I c...
The Dean peered through the closed Venetian blinds in his office window, observing the young teacher nervously pacing in his stifling waiting room. She was beautiful and hot, wearing a gauzy summer skirt with a tight jacket over a blouse, her smooth tawny skin perspiring. He was ready for her, but preferred to keep her waiting. Coming from a another institut...
For the last eight weeks I've been enjoying the most passionate sex of my life. I wasn't expecting it and I was initially reluctant, though I fantasized about it. And it probably won't last. You see, I'm sleeping with my best friend and roommate's boyfriend. Sean and Maggie have been dating for over a year now. They, well she, talks about getting married. B...
The suite is very large, I look around and the first thing I see is the room full of packages and full of people. Then I look better, and there are indeed a lot of packages, but the people are just two. Frizo, with his customary braided white hairs and a woman, forty years old, perhaps. "Hi Jeff, hi Trish. I was waiting for you. This is Anna, my associate,...
The weather had turned warm in Oceanview, California, so up in my room, I packed away all my sweaters and coats, and got out my warm weather clothes. I had miniskirts—pink chiffon or scruffy blue denim, and halter tops—colorful beaded or wispy white cotton. The one thing I was missing was a decent summer nightie. I did have a couple pairs of long-sleeved bo...
35. The Rift Cricket screamed, "They destroyed the planet!" Mark looked up from his desk and saw large rocks floating past the transparent ceiling in their quarters. As they all rushed down to the bridge, Cricket told Mark what she had collected as she got the updates she had missed while they were in FTL. Mark asked, "Was it the Star Hunter?" Cricket sa...