Amber Okazaki looked around in the small classroom in the Psychology Department located on the second floor of Franz Hall at UCLA. With only 17 other students, many seats were available in the classroom which seated 30. Amber took a seat towards the back of the room, noticing that the awkward, self-conscious French exchange student, Pierre, was sitting in th...
Author's note 1: In this story, Spock engages in intense BDSM. If you don't want to see Mr. Spock behaving in such a fashion, do not read this story. Author's note 2: My characters always talk for eons before they get down to business. (I can't IMAGINE where they get that from. :D ) So if you want a story with mostly action, this is really not the story for...
Hey, I know it's been a while, but I lost the interest to write for a while there. I didn't receive any feedback from the last one, and only got a few votes. Hopefully, after this one, you guys will send a bit of feedback and vote a bit more. Anyway, this story is designed for your 'enjoyment'. So, with that said...enjoy! Then the doors opened...and right t...
First let me introduce myself since this the first of my sexual adventures. My name is Xander. I am 25 and living in Detroit I'm 6'3 and 240 pounds. I admit that some of that is fat but only just enough. I have short brown hair and blue eyes. My most proud feature is my penis which erect is a good thick 8 inches. Something I am also very proud of is my...
ONE Lynn Easton MD was uncomfortable being on this side of the desk. Even if the person on the other side was Fiona Lorimer, a colleague and friend. Fiona had done her psych residency at the same time as Lynn was doing her OB, and now both were full time Attending Staff at the General. But she was desperate. It had been humiliating to come to Fiona in the...
"Hey bro, you walk around here like you think you're the man," came a voice, and I turned around, wondering who was addressing me. It was a rainy Friday morning in the suburb of Barrhaven, Ontario. Not just any Friday morning, mind you, but El Cinco De Mayo. I'd just had breakfast at the local Tim Horton's, consisting of a nice egg and cheese sandwich, overl...
Brandon Stokley had grown up pretty rough. He never met his father and his mother, being a commercial pilot, was rarely home. He learned early on to be self sufficient and independent, but had never completely learned to trust people. Throughout his grade school days he'd never started a fight, but never backed away from one. He always had served to stop bul...
Author's Note: Everyone is eighteen or older! ***** "One." "Hayden Christensen." "Two." "No fuckin' way, Hayden?" Dey tossed one of her cards down on the table. "Tap for this card," she said, jerking her chin to catch the attention of the table. The smart tabletop whirred and three of the land tokens -- two island, one mountain -- turned on their...
"Now what?" Toni asked herself as the realization that she was in love with Mason sunk in. She was scared and happy? Was she happy? She wondered. Scared for sure, "Ok Toni." she said to herself, "Let's talk about this." She kicked off her shoes and slipped her feet into the purple bunny slippers wiggling her toes in the softness of them. Deciding that she w...
Chapter 2: The American Dream Questions, Comments & Suggestions welcome. The restraints creaked and groaned as the voluptuous young blonde writhed against their oppression, her skin reddened and bloody from the effort. Butterscotch Fox lay naked on a reclining metal chair, bound at the wrists, ankles and neck by Diamentium cuffs. One arm was hooked up to an...