Mine is the same ol' story -- an unsuspecting male, a cheating fem, and the male's revenge. Times and places may change, but affairs of the heart remain the same. I had gotten back from a milk run to the Scorpio system -- some backwater planet around a backwater sol, nothing special. We had dropped off a load of frozen sea krill into the designated ocean si...
I was surprised when the offer came to manage the new clinic down the valley. I liked the idea, I had managed the wellness clinic for an HMO for years. Then came some shuffles and moves, a marriage, a tragedy? Circumstance, like happens in life? Back to being a single coming up on middle aged woman, living alone in a house that is too big, and working as ju...
Jagdeep was drunk, and indeed, my own head reeled with the effects of the wine. The empty bottles stood in mute testimony to our over-indulgence. I sat rather numbly in the armchair facing the settee, watching Jagdeep let him fondle her generous bosom, his hand moving beneath her loose fitting blouse. Her cheeks were flushed and her large dark eyes glazed wi...
The sweltering heat bore down on the newly refurbished hypercobbles of Neo-Oxenhope, warming Lacey Hardcock's boots as she began her daily walk, the same as she always did. The year was 2355 AD, two hundred years after the Panda Cola mega-railway had been cyber-installed by order of the government, the Zavviour corporation. Due to public safety concerns, it...
There seem to be two main tropes for fembot stories: the man who falls in love with a robot because real women don't like him, and the man who wants to be transformed into a fembot. This fembot story is neither of these. Every so often the media picks up on the story that "The sex bots are coming!" Dum-dum-dummmmm! Cue pundits declaring that humans might fa...
I am busy writing a few shorts that popped into my old head, just a memory of something similar that happened a long time ago. This one is loosely based on a trip to Shrevesport, a place called Casino Magic. That was a ship, sitting in the mud on a river bank, the wife at the time and I ended up there for two days smack dab in the middle of what turned out t...
Sunday - Maxwell's Smart I rode Daddy for twenty minutes before he came. I'd come a bunch of times by then, but I saved the biggest for last. Well, not last, exactly. Afterwards, I managed to massage and suckle his dick back to life with my pussy, so he was good to go for another quarter-hour. After his second orgasm, though, he was pretty much done in. H...
Saturday & Sunday - Jolly Rogering I got up, still jay-naked (whatever that means), and started to pull on my favorite pirate gear – a low-cut emerald bodice and a creamy raw-silk chemise that barely covered my bum - meanwhile humming "drink up, me hearties, yo ho". Adele happily stripped down and then skipped around my closet home to put together her own c...
Chapter 13 - Further Back to the Future Here I was, sitting naked somewhere in the South Pacific, with my lover (well, one of them) straddling my lap. She had just announced, repeatedly, that she had 'fucked everybody' - meaning pretty much everyone I knew, and a bunch more besides. She and the luscious droid Sigyn seemed to have been content to hang out wi...
When humanity finally reached the stars, our emissaries to the galaxy were not high-minded diplomats, selfless explorers or dashing fleet captains. Rather, as in eras of expansion past, young men and women sailed into the unknown for many reasons. Some sought riches, others power; all felt the old world had nothing to offer. They used, killed, stole, wasted....