Slamaria had just stepped through the portal that they opened on the plane she turned around so she could see Simon on the plane. Suddenly! Everyone who stepped through the portal back to the mansion heard an explosion as they looked on in horror they saw the plane blow up through the portal before the portal closed automatically. Slamaria's heart sank at th...
This is the first non-erotic story that I've put on this site. I hope that you, the reader, understand, and maybe even relate a little bit, to the character and her actions as much as I do. As always, thank you for reading my story, and please check out all of my other works as well. Today my name is Amy. I have long black hair that falls straight down to t...
For Professor Charles Black, teaching at a large university meant he had access to an endlessly changing supply of young coeds easily seduced by his charismatic classroom presence, and the sight of his lean, muscular body encased in jeans, open-necked shirts, and sport jackets carefully tailored to emphasize his broad shoulders and narrow waist. The stories...
Haunted Manor Copyright Oggbashan September 2014 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. **********************************************...
Part 3: The Sins of Miss Jane Halstead The House's menagerie was a strange collection – part austere scientific collection, part carefully designed wildlife park and aquarium beyond the dreams of my era. Unfortunately, the assortment of animals that had been brought through the wormholes was small and rather random, and the House was still learning how to l...
In the early seventies while working for an editorial company in the States, I was fortunate to land a job as a fashion correspondent. This introduced me to some of the foremost fashion houses of the time in the UK. I was then at first hand to keep tabs on the latest fashions as they developed in Little Ol' England and report back to my editor in the States....
I'd like to thank darklingdarling for her valuable editing and ideas. Please enjoy our effort. * Max and Theresa looked at their new housebot as it stood in the midst of the discarded packaging from which it had emerged. A domed cylinder atop a single spherical wheel, it waited patiently. It was about five feet tall and had four extendable arms spaced arou...
It took about 2 months before Dani couldn't contain her curiosity any more, when she asked, "What the hell are you writing a book about? How far along are you?" I looked up from my formerly ratty couch, now replaced with a good one, but covered with a throw (so I could wash the cum stains out, as needed) and squeezed her right boob, tugging on the distended...
The Art Project in Victorian Era Her curves were gleaming and sparkling against the rays of the sun that penetrated through the window pane. She lay there, motionless and empty of cares. As for I, from behind my art stand, I sat there, erect on my stool, shyly glancing ever so often from behind the wooden stand. "Well, Mr. Parish, are you blushing?" She t...
*************************** Copyright jeanne_d_artois June 2010 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *************************** Lau...