Igneous lay with his arm cradling Steffanie as she fretted about her migraine. He certainly had a lot to think about. Winning Steffanie's affections was not the difficulty he was facing. He had been her bedmate for weeks. It was deciding if he wanted to take their intimacy to another level entirely. The spiritual aspect of the great rite appealed to him grea...
Alanna was thrilled to be back out and around the city again, although David warned her that once they were done with this trip he probably wouldn't take her out again for awhile. There was training to be done. But Alanna didn't mind, the house had been fascinating too. And Master himself was becoming more and more fascinating. She shivered a little, remembe...
You wake up from a disturbingly sleepless night, a bit peckish and even more groggy. Your mind hasn't quite jumpstarted today, but you manage to pull yourself out of bed anyway. Perhaps, you think, a spot of caffeine will do the trick. Maybe then, you'll wake up enough to remember what it was you were supposed to do today, or at least recognize where you are...
He could tell from the moment he walked into the apartment that tonight was going to be something special. The redhead was dressed in a black corset that hugged her body in such a delectable way. The attached garters held up a pair of sheer black stockings and on her feet were a pair of stiletto heels. She greeted him at the door with a big hug and long pass...
Chapter Nine Intrepid - 3756 C.E. Despite her being imprisoned within an impenetrable force field, Beatrice was still able to monitor the Intrepid's steady progress towards the Anomaly. Because she had an entire Proxima Centauri space fleet at her disposal, she could do this rather more comprehensively than anyone else on the space ship with the obvious exc...
The bright mid-morning sun often illuminates my walk across campus from my morning classes as it fights through the ever-present autumn gray of the east-coast sky. The late September air sends a shuddering chill up my spine as the light breeze occasionally finds it way up my bare legs and under my plaid skirt with my striding gate. Each step along the stone...
I'm not a big enough creep to stare and drool or follow a nice booty around...but if it happens to be in front of me, of course I'm going to look. But on this fateful day, I happened to be on an elliptical behind the wrong booty (or, I suppose, the right one, depending on your penchant for being objectified by objects). I watch her in her black leggings, ste...
I recently received a couple of E-mails from some guy who seemed to be very concerned about whether I had ever had a real dick inside of me or only one attached to a strap-on. I would have answered him directly but since I delete most mail ASAP, I don't have his address. My recollection is that he is one of the Anal obsessed guys who think that because they...
To my fellow mundane humans--especially the men: It's a raw, well-worn cliche at this point to reference A.C.C.'s quote that "any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic"; I know. Thing is, that's the best way to describe what Femenalia is and how a human--even one living in the early 21st century--will experience the kind...
Prologue: A lifelong collector of goods and objects from far and wide has passed away and left the entire collection and the business built around them to the only remaining relative, a niece on a career path of her own. Vikki has taken on the task of administering the estate and liquidating the business and collection. However, she has come to find out tha...