Alana hurried down the wide stone corridor of the students' wing, clutching her books to her chest. Although she was beautiful, it was not a romantic scene. Her softly curling golden hair was pulled back in a severe braid, and her gown was plain grey Collegium garb. She was simply a schoolgirl who had lost track of time and was going to be late again. She gr...
-VI- The doctor collected her after her bath, stealing a kiss before he escorted her to the dining hall. Annie was easily found, and it was joyous to watch the other girl's face light up when Valentine waved to her. August loosed his woman to her meal and watched with glad heart to see how easily she made friends. As the pair chose their spot and waited to...
I suppose it was all my own fault. I should have known what I was getting into. Or maybe I did know, and that was why I got into it. Sometimes it's hard to say what we do of our own conscious volition, and what we are somehow drawn into doing. But it happened all the same. It was the summer after my junior year in college, when the world still lay before me...
Shortly after having started her new job at the hospital, which recently had been acquired by the Raelians, the powerful religious sect whose teachings Darla was supposed to have learned as part of her new job at the Raelian owned hospital, she met Pierre, a recently divorced general practitioner whom had recently been recruited by the Raelians to train new...
Chapter Nineteen Intrepid - 3754 A.D. Naked and hairless. The shame of it. Isaac had never been so since he was a baby. The humiliation was torment in itself. But Isaac could comfort himself that he wasn't the only one so demeaned. All around him and equally immobilised on the grassy lawns of this strange Elysian but Godless world were others like him: def...
Chapter 12 -- The medical subject Trish spent the following four days helping Flora. She hoped that Pierre junior might be around, but unfortunately he lived in Gannet Cove and only visited his parents on occasion. Just as well...because Trish would have gotten herself in trouble had he been in the house. Flora could tell that Eve's servant was becoming mo...
The stories that have the most impact on me are the true ones—or at least the ones with the claim or illusion of truth to them. Somehow, reflecting on these flesh-and-blood authors actually participating in the tales they tell here adds an extra element of eroticism that makes the story all that more evocative for me. So, when I considered the idea of comp...
1968 The first time I touched Pat's nipples was the most erotic experience I have ever had in my life. No contest. We were in the ridiculously small back seat of my parents' 1968 two door yellow Cougar at two o'clock in the morning, parked on some side street in town. I had on a rented tuxedo and she was in a sleeveless floral gown, wearing a panty girdle...
This is a true story. My name is Tom and this really happened to me. If you don't want to believe this, that's okay with me. None the less, this shit really happened, and since it doesn't start with "now this is no shit," those of you who were in the US Navy will know that isn't a sea-story. It doesn't start with "Once upon a time" either, so it isn't a fair...
Chapter 1 It was one of those Saturday mornings that I think we all absolutely hate to see; dark and blustery, with grey skies full of low scudding clouds - some of which were delivering bursts of wind-driven rain; causing anyone who had to be out in it, to utter oaths at its apparently quite personal spitefulness. So I gave a silent sigh of relief that I'...