I knew I shouldn’t have done it, but when you’ve lived in a small New York apartment most of your life, you get desperate to have something better. My wife is a very beautiful, but somewhat aggressive woman, always asking for more things, always spending to the limit of my paychecks, so that I had to work two jobs to keep up. So, when a chance to make an inv...
9://Code Freeze -------------------------- Kip gently tapped his fingers against the keyboard, tracing the well-worn keys lazily as he stared at the screen. An open editor of rough polygons and lines of code stared back at him, and as more of the workday passed, the less sense it made. He didn't really care for Leopold's knitted brow staring at him over th...
He faced a walk home that seemed longer than it ever had. Zhair'lo knew that there was no reason for them to let him sleep in the Temple this time around. They had returned his clothes in the exit room. No doctor had examined him. A guard had quietly escorted him out through the funny tunnel-road that served to transport men back and forth between Endowment...
Author's Note: I have received many requests for my cookie recipe. I wondered what would be the best way to post this. I have decided to put it into a short story, and then include it at the end. This has also given me an idea to do more "One Shot Short Story" scenes of other characters of mine. I may, I may not...but it was fun to do it this time. * One...
All characters are 18 or over. * Of all the men to walk into my pleasure and breeding house, a Velurian was not one of them. Prim, proper, stoic to a fault, the Velurians dominated the sector in science, technology and space field mechanics; it was often said that the universe would crumble if a Velurian smiled. This one was older, with a tall, stocky bui...
It was just getting late enough to be early again, and the dressing room was starting to become almost crowded. The atmosphere was one of tired relaxation, and the air was cloudy with smoke and deodorant. Water was running in the adjacent shower room. Rachel leaned back in her wheelchair, and happily accepted the cold bottle of beer. There was glitter on her...
And so it was that on the 16th century of the great age, on the eleventh day of the month Ayres there rose a great commotion in the whorehouse of Madame Meringue. Jocasta, a fair whore, conversant in the arts seksual pleasure and specializing in using the mouth to bring gentlemen heavenly pleasure came running out of her pleasuring room emitting a scream riv...
With a yawn and a stretch he began to try to focus his eyes on the ever brightening room. Not an easy thing to do when he had only gotten a few hours sleep. The woman he was with at this comfy bed and breakfast was insatiable. At 46 she had the sexual stamina of an 18 year old. He on the other hand was a newly turned 50 year old that had recently awakened h...
ALI'S SONG: A ROCK 'N' ROLL STORY ~ Ch. 1 J.B. BACALL'S CLUB LEXINGTON KENTUCKY Saturday, 11/29/2015 "Third encore!" Ali Bryan strapped on her well-worn John Lennon model guitar one more time. Her Hard Rock tee sported darker patches of perspiration; her snug, ripped jeans hung just low enough on her hips to display a flash of her taut belly. Her thick...
Once again the sunlight came through the open curtains and woke me. We seem to have been too occupied to worry about them last night – again. I looked over at the clock – 6:00 A.M.. I'll need to remember next time – they're getting in the way of sleep. I was feeling the warmth from Sue's body as she lay curled around me. How marvelous that small item is – w...