Days of near-constant walking along a wide and infinitely-straight dirt-packed "roadway," nights of sleeping high in the flanking trees, and meals administered by bizarre tentacles which would suddenly spawn from the ground and feed her what could only be alien sperm... Yanari knelt in a small river, now quite comfortable with her perpetual nudity, the las...
"Wow, this is a bit swankier than Michael's place," Jane said. Cassie got out the passenger side as they took in the professional-looking edifice of Bareback Productions' offices. The letters BBP were emblazoned on the front in stark brushed steel, overlooking a revolving door that wouldn't have been out of place at the front of a bank or "proper" business....
"Remarkable," Dr. Kaspar said, lifting his pale, greenish-gray eye from the microscope. He rubbed the back of his neck with slender fingers, and at a loss for words, he repeated, "Remarkable." Behind him, Dr. Gamache nodded. A set of thick glasses bobbed on the bridge of his hawkish nose. Gamache couldn't remember the last time that Kaspar had difficulty fi...
A girl like me, transvestite that enjoys giving oral pleasure. This is a work of fiction. * It was the worst night of my life. My life was about to change and there was no possible way to stop Master Braxton from making me his submissive whore. How it began. I had met a man online in a chat room. He described himself as an older mid sixties gentleman tha...
Alice could hear that familiar clock ticking again and it was getting louder. Tick, tock, tick, tock. Every hour, every minute, every second, she could hear it. When she was in the shower, when she was biking to work, when she was trying to eat the dinner she made (meaning heating up some crappy microwave dinner) and it was especially loud when she was s...
I was working the counter at our auto parts store when a man in a suit stepped up and flashed some sort of official looking ID at me. He then asked if I was Bill Evans. "Why don't you show me your identification a little more slowly?" I asked politely. "That was a little quick." The guy scowled as he once again pulled his wallet from his pocket and flopped...
Note to readers: In the interest of moving the story forward, I will skip the details of my Wednesday Brazilian bikini waxing (truthfully not all that erotic), and that evening's session with my husband's tongue and cock on my newly-hairless pussy while I was blindfolded, tied down and spread-eagled on the bed (truthfully, INCREDIBLY erotic!). I will only sa...
"Welcome to Kareem's SPA, where you can come to relax after a long day on the road. Our gym, sauna and healthclub are favoured especially by the businessmen who patronise this hotel; most of whom are travelling alone. This place is for men only." Kareem said cheerfully to Tom as the bank of security monitors infront of him came alive. They were both in the c...
Math had always been something that came rather easy to me. From middle-school to high school, to college, math was there helping me out. It was my skill in math that got me a scholarship and, ultimately, landed me this new job. Yea, math did a lot for me in many ways, but it never really got me anywhere... socially speaking. We all remember high-school… but...
Author's note: This is a multi-part series. I highly recommend reading 'Working at the Sperm Bank Ch. 01' first, to understand the backstory. Reading all previous chapters is recommended, but not necessary. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of pure fiction. Any names, places, and events in this story are entirely made up by the author. Similarities with real occur...