Please see the start of this story "Virginity Gone". * * * * * I wasn't really sure what I wanted. I had to go skiing. Maggie was there, in her ski kit, looking fabulous, and with a number of boys staring at her with puppy dog expressions. Her eyes were slightly puffy and her lips more pronounced than I remember. My scars from the night before were a so...
In the future, robotics and advanced A.I. become a ubiquitous part of society, aiding mankind in all facets of everyday life. However, they still retained the cold impersonal look of a machine until a new development rocketed over the uncanny valley. Grown rather than built, this new kind of being was made possible by hacking the human genome and combining b...
Skiing obviously wasn't my thing. Having just spent the last four hours being poked and prodded by the Mont Blanc medical team to assess for life threatening damage, breaks and fractures only to be told that my injuries consisted of what turned out to be a number of painful but not "important enough to bother and waste the valuable time of the busy medics w...
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The Hotel Valencia was a perfect beach resort. Nestled on a private cove less than an hour south of Puerta Vallarta, it had all the amenities and fine dining of the most luxurious resorts in Europe. When you added the clear turquoise ocean water that was spread out below our ocean view suite, it was paradise. The flight from the Dallas had only taken a few...
Alex and Evie spend a winter at a ski resort *** Author's note: This story is fiction; all characters and situations are fictional and any relationship they may bear to any living or dead person is purely coincidental. This story was inspired by the song 'Please don't tell me how the story ends' sung by Kris Kristofferson. ******************************...
Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. ***** Daddy must have come to terms with what had happened as he slept, and realised that I was right, because I woke next morning to the feeling of daddy licking my clit. "Your mother used to like m...
I am not a Homosexual, at least I have never thought of myself as one. A friend once became very intimate with me. It started with deep kissing when no one was watching and progressed with him sneaking into my dorm room. We would spoon and kiss and eventually it got to the point where he would pull down my pajamas and masturbate between my thighs, he never o...
I'd had a great first semester at school. My grades were pretty decent, I'd made a wonderful new friend in Cindy and I was having a great time in the tri-delta sorority house. Still, by the time Christmas break rolled around, I was pretty much exhausted and when I got home I wasn't up for much of anything. My sister, who is a spitting image of me, only about...
Chapter 1 So, there I was dressed up as a girl, ramming my ass back and forth on a dildo suctioned to a wall. In front of me was the blonde demoness responsible. As she moaned passionately, fingering her cunt wildly, my rock hard dick surged with life anew and huge spurts of cum shot out and onto my face and in my open mouth. To understand my situation, yo...