Alasdair was in love. He stood next to the bed and watched the steady rise and fall of Isabelle's chest. It was dark in the room though not quite full night, the sun had set and dark clouds rolled in deepening the darkness creeping over her. A sudden flash of lightening brightened the room momentarily. He smiled at the scene before him. She had bathed befo...
I shuddered with orgasm for the fourth time in under an hour, my eyes locked on the television screen in front of me. The same image that had already given me so much physical pleasure did its job again, and my hips rocked as I rubbed my fingers up and down my clit wildly. I let out a long slow moan of unimaginable ecstasy, certain that my body couldn't take...
[Authors Note: Remember to customize the first names/nicknames of your crew, check the Guidelines on page 2 thread, and go to the forums to Story Feedback for discussion and questions, if you want. "Author's Note" will be at the top for the main threads and it starts with "Alcubierre Starship Model" on page 2.] The only technologically ad...
I had been beaten and clawed by my mate. I had no where else to turn. I knew no one who would save me from the mate whom I had chosen to spend the rest of my life with. The mate that I had trusted above all others. How could I have been so naive? A friend had recommended that I go to Safehouse. So I set off on my long and lonely journey to find refuge in a...
I found the lamp at the Goodwill store behind Radio Shack on Emerson Drive. It was buried under a pile of brass junk. The lamp was tarnished and had a green spout, but I thought it was worth the fifty cents. That afternoon, when I sat down on the sofa with a polishing cloth, the first vigorous rub across the lamp's belly produced a thin vapor. I swatted at...
Obligatory disclaimer: all characters depicted in sexual situations are over 18 years of age. Any resemblance to real people living or dead is purely complimentary, and should not be construed as meaning that I give a fuck. Have fun reading. A soft sigh crossed her lips. School was over until fall, and since she’d already done every possible course offered...
Tim poured charcoal briquettes into a battered, three-legged grill. "I remember when my dad bought this relic ten years ago. We came up here to get the place in shape for hunting season, and he decided to barbecue the deer we never shot." While squirting on a liberal amount of lighter fluid, he added, "I just turned 18. Dad gave me my first beer that nig...
As usual she showed up around a holiday. Thanksgiving this time - a time for family and friends. Of course. She knew it would be hard, almost impossible, for us to deal with her. We couldn't toss her out on the street in front of my mother-in-law. So she had a place to stay for a little while. Someone to prey on. It starts small - snide comments, impatient...
I can't remember a time when Adam and I weren't friends. Our mothers met in hospital shortly after giving birth. They swapped numbers and babysat for each other; because of them Adam and I shared the same milestones, whether it was swimming lessons, birthdays, or joining the scouts. We spent so much time together that growing close was inevitable. From pre...
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited. Anyone depicted or inferred as having sex is eighteen or older. A romance in two parts. Part 1 of 2. The hardest part was keeping pace with reality! The...