"There must be some way that I can thank you." Stacy purred running her fingers slowly down James's inner thigh stopping at the hard bulge beneath his spandex. She traced along the hard girth until she found the crown. "C'mon." She purred. "Oh there is something." He whispered bringing his hands down and unfastening his Morpher belt flinging it carelessly o...
The next four days were going to be brutal. Tom, a fellow graduate student, and I were on our way to yet another scientific meeting, where we would sit through endless hours of lectures, and interact with our colleagues, as well as present our own research. These meetings could be fun, but more often than not, they became grueling intellectual endurance cont...
"Shut that shit off!" Viliana hissed at her sister. "No way, then you're just gonna put yours on." Jexica turned her concerto down and hissed back. As many comforts as a partially buried van that opened onto the sewers had, space was not one of them. Especially problematic if the person you share it with is someone that you cannot stand. Even worse if the...
She was aware of him watching her. A tall man standing at the entrance of a store, the busy street passing him by like a river around a standing rock. She knew him from somewhere, like a distant dream or a memory just out of reach. His gaze made her stop and stand still and they stood staring as the rapid traffic flowed around them. "Lisa," he heard he...
*Usual disclaimers and copyright of names and characters and so and so.* ***** In this fantasy, mermaids are beautiful and gorgeous creatures, possessing a long lifespan and are exclusively mono-gender females (so no such thing as mermen) who have the ability to reproduce with a partner of any other race or species, though they mostly prefer human males to...
Recently I met a thoroughly intoxicating woman on an online dating site, and had shared some wonderfully erotic emails with her. The subject matter of these being tentative at first, but rapidly transforming into hot and steamy descriptions of what we were going to do to each other should we meet, with me trying with every ounce of some long forgotten skills...
The wind had picked up; the night was cold with a steady rain that pelted the old shingles on the cottage. She drew her chair closer to the fire trying to seek its warmth. One of the many disadvantages of being old was that feeling of never being truly warm. The room was small but even so the oil lantern cast eerie shadows on the wall and she felt a shiver m...
Intuition. It's a funny thing. Sometimes, it's spot-on accurate. At other times, a misconception can be rather drastically awkward, at best. Occasionally, however, when things aren't always as they seem, it is vitally important to adapt to circumstances, abandon the false confidence of intuition, and plunge valiantly forward. Especially so in a climate of...
This is true. I had a hard day at work today, so I went to the gym after work to have a swim and then wind down in the spa. It was quite busy and there must have been at least 6 people already sitting in the spa. I was feeling a bit shy having to sit in such close proximity to strangers, trying to do the polite English thing and not make too much eye conta...
Janice sat in the front row of the lecture hall. She came early everyday and refused to pack up her books until the professor, Dr. Reginald Johnson, concluded his lectures. Dr. Johnson flashed her a quick smile every time he mounted his podium, but he didn't consider her an exemplary student or much different from any other undergrad co-ed, except that she w...