This is a story of a couple using a futuristic little device in the bedroom, to great effect. Unfortunately I've had a problem choosing tags for the story, but it involves two partners sharing each other much more deeply than they ever have before. Enjoy! ====================== "Come here you" Tiffany whispered slyly from the other side of the couch. "I ha...
CHAPTER THREE It was actually a very beautiful evening as I walked the path. If I looked down very carefully as I walked, I could easily read the small digital time display that was built into the front of the belt. I had timed things perfectly. It was only a little after 2:15 when I got to my release point. Shortly the remote would send the release signal...
The sidewalk at Eighth and Market Streets is always filthy. The vendors clean the spaces around their tables and carts, but the constant foot traffic leaves a wake of debris. Norita walked her third patrol around that freezing corner since her shift had begun at ten o'clock. All the stores had closed, the carts had gone, and the last bus for the night had...
The super liner Queen Mary 2, was 1,132 feet long, carried 2,620 passengers and 1,253 crew members. It was essentially the size of a skyscraper landed on its side. Possibly the biggest liner of its kind in the world. It was, simply, big. However, off the Eastern Coast of Africa, it was merely a great big target. Abdi Barre smiled at the super liner. He was...
I was lying in bed, thinking about what had happened this morning and still had a tough time believing what I saw. She was beautiful, her body stunning, flawless. I knew I shouldn't go back there but I really wanted to. Over the next couple of days I couldn't stop thinking about her. Everywhere I looked I saw her. In the mall, at the grocery store, even in...
Sleep was a long way off. I wasn't even remotely tired, and my mind was moving at breakneck speed, digesting the events of the evening. For me, every moment had been erotically charged, and as I played back the conversation in my mind I tried desperately to talk myself down from my absurdly hopeless fantasies. They weren't that easily dismissed. If I'd been...
Rima Makhlouf is not your average university lecturer. Standing at 5"9' with fair white skin, dark eyes and light brown hair, the 28-year old looks like a typical Mediterranean beauty. When abroad, she can easily pass for Italian, Spanish, Greek, Turkish and other Arab nationalities. Her stylish dress senses, which include all the major designer labels, make...
(Jen) It was the first day of my annual summer two-week vacation. I woke up with that delicious feeling of knowing that I could either get up and make coffee, or just lay in bed and soak up the feeling of having absolutely nothing to do all day long for fourteen days straight. I opted for coffee. I wanted to get a nice spot on the beach by midmorning. I l...
This is a true story as related to me by a teacher of mine during my fourth year in secondary school. It was told to us as a means of motivation, as well as to reflect meaning in our respective lives. Donald was in secondary four, an Asian student without any hope of passing his Cambridge exams. In fact, most of the teachers who had taught him were even sur...
Author's Notes: As usual, a huge "Thank you" for my faithful editor, bikoukumori. Well done! I am sorry to inform you all that this chapter contains no sex whatsoever. I hope you'll manage. #13: Drastic measures Ever since we or, rather, Richard's assault programmers nuked Cat to hell, it was suspiciously quiet about her. No strange occurrences, no spon...