As the first dusky stain of night tainted the sky, I reflected on a day that – so far – had exceeded my wildest dreams. Surreal yet so real, a combination of good fortune, sweet revenge and incredible sex had ensured it would remain in living memory. And there was still Zara and the party to forward to. The air thick with the sort of heat that threatened ne...
Alex and Luminia were busy going over the schematics and design of the bridge they wanted built. They had finally decided about the structure and aesthetics of the bridge when a holocall pinged them. Curious on what it was about, Alex ambled over and answered it. "Commodore Tomisic, did I catch you at a bad time?" Korsa asked over the line. "Not at all Doc...
Kara Stanislov watched as her son paced wildly in front of her. "You knew this was going to happen when you relinquished your title to him," she said, "so why are you upset?" Aleksandr whirled around and glared at her, only to shrink back when she returned. Even if he was her son, she would not tolerate disrespect. She'd gotten enough of it from his fathe...
Staring down the barrel of the assault rifle leveled at them, Inari answered the questions posed to her. "We are the crew of the freighter vessel, Darkstrider. We came aboard when we found this ship adrift," the captain responded. "Your names, now," Kasumi demanded brusquely. "Remove your helmets, so I can tell you apart." Surrounded by heavily armed Sentr...
New York City Natalya strolls casually across her New York City flat smiling to herself. She drops the last article of clothing to the floor as she reaches the window. The view from the thirty-ninth floor is an amazing sight to her. Of course anyone seeing her standing there clad only in a thong in her human form would agree to the assessment even if her po...
Maryse Ouellet strolled confidently into the diva's locker room and licked her lips. Beth Phoenix had her back to her and for a few glorious seconds Maryse got to admire that big fat ass of hers, encased in a pair of tight jeans, that fabric hugging juicy flesh and practically begging Maryse to fuck it. And she would. Oh oui, soon that fat ass would be hers...
Ballet One I'd taken up classes when I was 5 years old. My beautiful mother, Natalya, was an émigré from Russia and had trained at the Bolshoi Ballet in Moscow. Then, on a tour in the 80's to Canada she had defected; not because she hated the Soviet system but because she met my father Andre, a Quebecer. He was a dancer too, but had decided to leave the pro...
The crew enjoyed the feast that Natalya had prepared for them, relishing each morsel they ate. The taste and texture of each dish enthralled Shazza and Luminia, unaware that such rapture could come from food. With everyone there, it wasn't long before everything was consumed and everyone was content and full. Alex then called everyone's attention, addressing...
Slowly, Inari's eyes pried themselves open, as consciousness returned to her mind. "Ugh...." the middle eastern woman ground out. Her vision cleared as she blinked. At first, Inari moved her head slowly, a massive headache pounding its way through her skull. Clutching her head, she leaned forward, groaning in pain. Pushing past her pain, Inari unbuckled hers...
I am resubmitting these stories under a new profile. They are my stories. I changed some names for personal reasons. ***** My obsession with my wife's past sex life changed our relationship forever. A few months ago, I met Natalya's previous lover in the Ukraine where I confirmed that she had indeed entered into a sex for money relationship. A few weeks l...