The following is a work of erotic fiction and includes scenes of sexual activity. It includes characters that are copyrighted by Paramount Pictures. This story is intended for the non-commercial enjoyment of fans and should be considered a parody. No copyright infringement is intended and no profit will be made from the distribution of this story. Written fo...
Earth, 2093 "Mom, please," Katrina Littlebird protested as her mother dragged her away from the principal's office. When her mother turned away to unlock the car, a couple of young boys ran up to her. One of them threw a rock at her. "Freak, freak," one of the boys yelled. Katrina cried out in pain as the rock struck her temple and broke the skin. Tears we...
You were born on a farm that your mom and dad ran until one day when you were eight. You were fishing in a creek when you heard a scream. You rand towards whoever was screaming. You got their just in time to live the nightmare of watching your mother and father being brutally murdered by a group of bandits. You were so scared you couldn't move. Then you took...
F. Scott Fitzgerald had it down perfectly—shadows and music that never fade, shadows you sometimes find yourself still looking at, as if they are really there, as though time has not elapsed, music still there, still as it was, the room, you, him, as though there is still a chance, I mean in this essay at least, of getting a friend back. There is nothing I c...
An diesem Frühlingstag fuhr ich mit meinem Lieferwagen die letzte Tour, maximal 2 Stunden noch. Hatte schon lange sexuell nichts mehr erlebt, 33 war ich jetzt. Ich hatte mir oft erträumt was wäre wenn man einfach sich mal eine schnappt, es dann aber doch verworfen. Die Sonne schien mir ins Gesicht als ich den letzten Kunden ansteuerte. Einige nette Girls hat...
Sorry about the delay in posting this chapter. Unfortunately the cold weather has brought the cold season into my house. Please feel free to comment. All feedback is welcome. * Kat sat huddled on her bed. The clock on the table reminded her that she should have been in bed hours ago. While her body was quite sated, her mind was in utter chaos. She couldn't...
[This story is an affectionate homage to the late Gene Rodenberry, and to the fine cast of the original TV series "Star Trek". Nothing in this story is to be taken as representing the actual sexuality of any of the actors in real life – it's just meant to be a bit of fun. Any resemblance between characters in this story and the fictional crew of the USS Ente...
A special thanks to all that have followed this series. I am close to finishing it and hope that I have answered all the questions that have come up during this storyline. Also a deep felt thanks is owed to Gloria, my very patient editor. She has been a life sent angel for me. From editing my rough drafts to talking on the phone with me hashing over new ide...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Es war eine dieser typischen langweiligen Stunden in der Schule. Wie jeden Tag hatte mich das Taxi zu dem alten Gebäude, welches die Rockwell Privatschule beherbergte, gebracht. Draußen drückte die Hitze und allmählich drang diese auch in die Zimmer. Ich saß da und sah gelangweilt aus dem Fenster. Die Blätter an den Bäumen ruhten. Die Zeit schien einfach nic...