Wasted Bras and Wasted Thongs: Throbbing in the Christmas Hot Tub by Buck Maelstrom, M.D. and Miss Manners With a Whip Detective Lisa Anderson had been headed home, her mind on two weeks of Christmas leave, when the radio in her unmarked car crackled with the news. Her sleek, supple body rippled with tension at the prospect of a new crime on the verge of h...
The drive was a continuation of our teasing lovemaking. When Tara removed her hand from mine to steer from the driveway onto the road, I put my hand upon her thigh. She wriggled a bit, moving closer to me, giving my hand more access to her hot thigh. At first I slid my hand down toward her knee and was rewarded with her jumping a bit, causing her foot to mas...
This is a start to a story that I've been holding onto for a long time, but haven't been able to put it down in writing. I finally decided to tackle it and give it a try. I would love to continue this saga, if it's worth pursuing. I'd love to hear your thoughts and constructive criticism! ********************** Natalia strides to her car in her office's pa...
The night that it became more than a friendship with Stacia, there was something in the air... It's such an enormous cliché, but there really was something in the air that night. There I was, sitting across from the woman I desired more than any other, in a romantic restaurant, enjoying the evening over good food and some wonderful warm smiles. At one point...
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between the characters and real individuals is coincidence. All characters are over age eighteen. ***** The subconscious mind is a vast reservoir of hidden feelings. When finally revealed, they can be a rare gift. Free food. That's what brought Brent to the new hire welcome party. Otherwise, he wouldn't have bot...
Josh knew it had to be Amber because of the bulge beneath the sheet. "Oh God, it can't be. Tell me this isn't happening." He said as the doctor escorted him to the gurney and pulled the bloodstained sheet back revealing the face of the woman beneath it. "Oh God! What am I gonna tell my wife?" Josh cried and then fainted after telling the doctor her name. W...
The journey from House Exotica to Lord Plath's home was uneventful, although certainly not boring. Chryssa found quite a few things to explore on the ship, from the recreation room to the library. Even though she couldn't read all the languages that the books were in, there was a computer which could read them to her, translating it into Terran for her enjoy...
I really am a nice guy. It's just when opportunity presents itself, my imagination, led by my libido, compels me to take advantage of the situation. For a while, I kept thinking I should feel guilty, but if everyone is willing and leaves with a smile, what's wrong with a little fun and games. Given each situation, and through my reasoning and justification,...
Erik woke up in his apartment, shafts of sunlight piercing his bedroom window. He couldn't tell if it was morning or evening. He checked his phone, which displayed 1:57 pm. Okay so afternoon then. Pain crawled through his muscles and back while he lay in his bed, thinking about the prior night. He looked back on the events; Rachel, standing in front of him...
"Birthday Surprise" Note: the Annie Kirk series is not a sequential story. The series is comprised of separate fantasies about a real person. Some of the stories were inspired by an erotic photograph she sent where I created a story around the image. Other stories are inspired by real-life elements, but they are not descriptions of real events. This story w...