Something woke me out of a deep sleep. I had been dreaming about darkened rooms made of warm writhing flesh. The damp air had held a musky scent that I thought I should have recognized but couldn't quite recall, as if it had been some genetic memory that couldn't be translated into normal thoughts. The floor had been sticky and the air was filled with moans...
I had a long drive ahead of me next day where I would spend a day and a half in a very boring town where there was nothing to do. I'd been there on business before, and it wasn't one of my favorite places to have to go. But a job was a job. Even the hotel I had stayed in before (and would be again) didn't offer much by way of programming on the TV. Hell, the...
A characters are over 18. A reader asked for and gave me the particulars for this story. It is based on an event that happened when she was in college. A road not taken. ^^^ "So what's your go-to fantasy when you masturbate?" Georgie asked the group of inebriated women. The women were all in their late twenties or early thirties. The diminutive brunette tu...
Frank is one of the horny young men who sometimes go with me when one of my lady friends wants another man or two to join us. Recently, he went with me when I called on Jill and Mary. Usually, when I call on them, I eat Mary's pussy and fuck Jill's ass while Mary sucks her off, but this time Mary wanted someone to fuck her, and Jill wanted someone to suck of...
How the hell did I get here? The question entered my mind as if making a final plea for my return to morality as I watched Sire's head move stealthily between my legs. His hands were planted on my breasts, massaging them firmly as he rolled my stiffening nipples under his palms. I opened my mouth to speak, but could only gasp in surprise, as he tasted my cl...
I went to the mattress and lay down. "I'm sorry, Captain, I'm just exhausted," I said. And I was-the experience with the milking machine had left me spent. My breasts, and especially my nipples, ached with what they'd endured. I couldn't imagine going through that every day, or maybe even multiple times a day. How often did the G'Oran milk their human captiv...
It was Friday evening as I sat at my cluttered desk, staring at a spreadsheet and trying to work through a column of numbers, a loud, mechanical humming sound interrupted my thoughts. What was that racket? It was late in the evening, so I doubted many of my co-workers were still around, and my curiosity now aroused I went to investigate. Down the hall the ne...
Allison showered then wondered down the upstairs hall of Carrie's house. She was completely naked. Jesse's last words to her before she'd gone upstairs to the bathroom had been, "no clothes." She'd never spent much time naked, not because she was too reserved to enjoy the feeling of being naked, but more out of a lack of opportunity. She had two brothers at...
I watched her slender, silhouetted outline as she stood in the darkened room. The city lights peered through the window like little, horny voyeurs, watching her, unable to look away. Perhaps she was in a playful mood tonight? I could only hope. She lit a couple of candles on the table in the corner. She held the match between her finger and thumb, watching t...
Lynette was looking forward to the date that she and Michael were to go on. They took turns planning their night out and tonight were Michael's turn to plan the night. The details of the night were kept secret and the place their child would stay was agreed upon and tonight she was staying at a long time friend's house for a sleepover. Lynette was expecting...