Transition from sleep to wake normally took Rose a while. That morning was no exception. But tactile sensations out of the ordinary hit her hard, and she struggled to make sense of them for a moment. Why was the bed heavy? Where were her clothes? Rose felt that droplet of fear grow fat and pregnant but it never fell; recollection returned and her breathing...
Author's Notes: First of all, thank you to all of you who took the time to read my first chapter, and a special thanks to those who left a comment. As I said before, this is my first foray into sci-fi, and I was very pleased at the response that I received. Obviously, Carson's worldview took some big hits in the first chapter of this story. Now we'll beg...
It never ceased to fascinate her. Every Tuesday she could, Lucy would battle three trains and heavy downtown foot traffic to spend the day at the Art Institute of Chicago. She'd get there early, just prior to opening, and would stay until they were ready to shut off the lights. This was perhaps her tenth trip, and she had yet to see the whole tremendous coll...
Piotr Kurtzburg didn't expect to receive cards and chocolates on Valentine's Day. He certainly didn't expect to receive cards and chocolates hand-delivered by a statuesque bombshell of a model. Her visit caused quite a stir in the office. A six-foot-tall, jaw-droppingly beautiful woman walking around in nothing more than a longcoat and sexy lingerie was no...
Chapter 1 This is really the story of two brothers, Earl and John Goske. The Goske brothers were born in the 1940's and they were of that blessed generation which was privileged to live partaking of the bounty produced by a flourishing America. They had never been close. Even as children they rarely played together. John was more what the other kids called...
It's a Friday evening and I'm just finishing supper, served by my personal slave Sophie when my phone rings. Like a good slave, Sophie instantly jumps to her feet and all but runs to the few feet to the living room to get my phone. She brings it over, kneels down beside me and holds my ringing phone out atop her upturned palms. "Here is your phone, Mistress....
Authors Note: My editor, Nonethewiser, was unable to help me edit this story. He plays a key role in the development of my characters, as well as catches any grammar and spelling mistakes that I make. He was sorely missed. I wanted to thank commenters like Lordslamdawgg, FD45, The Unoriginalist, Harddaysknight, Swingerjoe, and Luedon. Many may disagree o...
Dr. Emily's daughter loses her virginity for 19th birthday To understand the context of this story you need to read, "Dr. Emily's virgin daughter." Also, remember when writing a story from experience and memory, you may not get the exact words correct every time. So, what is in quotes is as close to actual as you can remember. After you read this story and...
The central male character in this story is a politician. Since the story was written in Australia, a country that operates under the Westminster system of governance, applying also in New Zealand, Britain and Canada, politicians are referred to as parliamentarians, rather than congressmen and women, as applies in USA. Melissa Tells Her Story Chapter One...
I work up 7 o'clock in the morning, still savoring the introduction to the country I had yesterday. I recalled the blow job I got from Clara and the massage I had from Joanne, and immediately felt my cock hardening. I stroke my cock under the blanket and contemplating jerking off, but with the encounters I had yesterday, I decided against it thinking," If I...