Smoke lifted into the air, incense burned on the coffee table. The slender girl sitting on the leather couch sipped her chai tea, running her hands through her emerald colored dyed hair. She shook just a little, anxiety ran through her body. When is she going to be here? When was the last time she got to see her, the girl with the short black hair and the piercings.. she missed the soft touch of her hands, she missed the whispering in her ear..the wildy sweet words her black painted lips escaped into her heart. Emerald hair Claire sat in silence, the incense fleeted from the sticks and waifed to her nose, the calming scent stopped some of the shaking..she sat there, contemplating.. She got up and strode to the kitchen, the black and white colors of her walls and floor calmed her, the contrast blended well. Sabrina came up to her, purring and rubbed against her leg, the black cat lookd up and Claire smiled , bending down to pet her. 'Brina always made her feel good, no hurt, no detachment…a tear went down her cheek, but she shook her head and wiped it off. Her anxiety still lingered, the headache far from fleeting. She went to the cabinet. Sabrina went to the living room. The blue cabinet held the medications the doctor gave her two months ago…the valium..the oxycontin. When she looked at it she got a flash of anxiety.. the accident..the fracture.. she held her hand up, the scar even still more prominent then before. She got the bottles out..twisted the lids off.. she took one of each… she walked back through the kitchen to the couch, and laid down.. this will all go away soon she thought to herself. soon the pain will go away. she closed her eyes and laid there for awhile, but Sabrina jumped on her lap, something she was glad enough to oblige.
Happy New Years! Would you like to be featured in my newsletter and on my blog?
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Orbital Academy VII
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"Sir, can I speak freely?" Captain Jane Appet spoke through clenched teeth, staring across the desk at the commander of Orbital Academy.
"Permission denied," Major Auspus replied cooly. His fingers flicked across the screen he held, comparing it to a page of notes on his desk, the picture of distracted business.
"Yes sir," Jane turned and walked toward the door, fuming, mind spinning.
"This is why I like you Captain Appet," the Major's voice stopped her at the door, "any other person to ask that question would give me a piece of their mind regardless of my answer. Of course that means, ironically, that I am far more willing to listen to your rants than theirs. Yes you may speak freely."
"This is stupid, dangerous, reckless and entirely ill-advised," the Major's compliment barely registered in Jane's mind as she turned back to him, "my squad is an excellent rookie team, but there's no way it's responsible to send them on a full planetary run!"
"I must admit I'm surprised to hear you say that," the Major smiled wryly at his screen as he spoke, "you spoke so adamantly at the last meeting. About the abilities of your rookies, about the need for the orbital to stop coddling first years, about how we faced a threat that would need a strong crop of pilots."
"That was when they were going to be fighting a flamer Drake, this is entirely different!"
"I see it simply as a natural progression Captain Appet. Your team is the model by which other rookie squads are measured, but right now everyone else is catching up. After the excellent way they handled the exothermic Drake, the next step is to get them experience with a planetary run."
"Two of my squad almost died handling that Drake!"
the beginning of a master slave relationship part one the unknown
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Lucy – Chapter 1 [m/f, cm/cf, handjob]
Chapter One
My name is Lucy. I'm 28 years old and I have been married to my husband Pete for a little over seven years now. He's an incredibly handsome man and he's been very good to me. For the most part we have a very wonderful relationship. Our sex life has always been exciting, and we seem to make a good team in just about everything. I've never fucked another man since Pete and I were engaged, but I do still jack them off. I'm not sure if that constitutes cheating or not. I guess Pete does, though. He walked out on me last night.
Punished By Mrs. Claus
Here is an excerpt from my ebook Punished By Mrs. Claus.
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Despite his praise, Jack didn't take another bite of the cookie that Mrs. Claus had given him. "So what was it you said I was? The naughtiest boy in the world?"
"That's right," Mrs. Claus said. "When Santa makes his list and checks it twice, he picks out one person in particular on the second check. That person has been naughtier than anyone else in the world."
"But what is it I'm supposed to have done, exactly?"
"Santa might have sent a note along with you. Check your pockets."
Jack looked confused again, and Mrs. Claus realized there wasn't exactly any room for pockets in the outfit the boy had on. "Your shoes, maybe."
Jack took off one shoe. Finding nothing, he gave Mrs. Claus a dubious look. "The other, then," Mrs. Claus said. A yellowed scrap of parchment paper fell out, and Mrs. Claus picked it up. As she had expected, it contained a brief note in Santa's familiar script.
Orbital Academy VI
Another chapter of the adult sci-fi serial Orbital Academy!
If you're new to the series, you can read Orbital Academy from the beginning here
After four of the most intensive and exhausting months of his life, Preston had come to love his day off more than anything else in the world. He loved his morning shot of caffeine, he loved his weekly allotment of alcohol. Though he hadn't yet used the word, he loved his girlfriend Missy, and he would readily admit that he loved screwing her as long and as frequently as possible. Even with all of that, on some days, while drenched in sweat and still pushing himself on the training courses, or while biting his lip in frustration trying to outmatch the drone simulator, he would keep himself going by fantasizing about his next Sunday. This Sunday Preston had decided he would stay in bed until lunchtime…first sleeping in far later than he should, and then playing or reading on his personal screen until the buzzer intoned the lunch tone. The thought kept him going throughout the week, and he spent his entire free hour on Saturday making up his remedial reflex training just so that he wouldn't have anything to do on his beloved free day.
A Night to Remember (Part 1)
I see you from across the dance floor. Our eyes connect and I’m yours. I have no idea who you are, but I immediately am aware of how much I need you. Before I have a chance to make my way over to you, I realize you’ve already disappeared. Disappointed that I had become so sidetracked by your sudden appearance, I hadn’t noticed that you had slipped away into the crowded club. Realizing it was probably just a one sided attraction, I turn back to my drink that I had been so diligently sipping on. I was used to missed opportunities and decided that since I had lost you, I would call it quits early and leave. That’s when I feel your hand touch the small of my back. Almost instantaneously, shock waves of electricity are sent through my body and my panties have formed a wet spot. I spin around and lock eyes with you. I’m met by a gorgeous pair of hazel eyes and a smile that could kill. Your short, curly brown hair is just long enough that I can imagine myself gripping onto it and I instantly begin thinking of all the delicious things I would do to you if given the chance.
As I am enamoring your body, you firmly grasp my hand and swiftly lead me to the center of the dance hall. I can feel people’s bodies bumping and grinding into me, but only the hot sensation of your hand has captivated my attention. Once we arrive, you wrap yourself around the back of my body. Thankfully, I chose to wear one of my thinner dresses and can feel every inch of your body against mine. As I rock my hips back and forth to the pounding music, I feel your throbbing manhood against my butt. The thought of your cock throbbing in other places gives me a chill of pleasure. My pussy is getting wetter by the minute and the ache is unbearable. I spin my body around and wrap my hands around your neck. Although I’m almost never this risqué, I decide to make my intentions known. I gaze into your eyes and begin my slow decent down your body. Your eyes widen and I see that I’ve done something right. At the same time as I am gliding my hands and body down yours, my eyes are locked onto you. I want you to bask in how much I want you. By the time I get to your pants, your cock is severely bulging. Coyly, I slither back up your body as though nothing had just transpired. Lust and sexual frustration began seething from your eyes and I instantly knew that this night was not even close from finishing.
That’s when you grip my waist and drag me out of the club. I had never been with a man who wasn’t my boyfriend, and especially one who I hadn’t even spoken too. But I had already made the decision to play along and see where the evening would take me. While I was lost in my thoughts of all the fun we would have, you had hailed a taxi and we were off. Your apartment wasn’t far from the club, but you spared no time in making sure our libidos were continuously aroused. My hand went to your inner thigh and connected to your thick member. Even as I began rubbing my hands over your clothed cock, you became focused on my breasts. Your firm hands on my boobs made me gasp and I lost my concentration as a jolt of ecstasy sent waves of pleasure through my body. Your lips were pressed to my throat and I arched my back to give you better access to my swelling breasts. You began kissing and nibbling on each one and would occasionally flick your tongue on my tits. No longer able to take it all, I gracefully push you off me and set myself onto your lap. I whisper into your ear about all the scrumptiously dirty things I would do to you. Thankfully, the taxi reached its destination before our passion had escalated any further. We briskly made it into your apartment and our bodies became instantly entwined in one another’s. Your lips are aggressively pushing against mine, and I can’t help but interlace my fingers into your hair. As if on cue, I wrap my legs around you and I feel you start walking into what I assume is your bedroom. Nothing could have prepared me for what was in store.
Layers Ch 01c [TF/TG]
I've never had my ass played with as a man so I don't know how to describe what it feels like. Or what it potentially feels like to have something inside of my body like this. I don't know if it'd be similar at all. I want to touch everything at once. There's rough skin on the bottoms of my fingers and palm of my hand… paw? I ignore it and try to be gentle with my claws. It's frustrating. I want to rub the inside of my pussy but the claws are keeping that off the menu. I DO whine now and I've never done that before in my life. It just happens. I'm massaging and rolling my nipple in one hand and it's bigger and harder now. My feet are rubbing on each other over and over by themselves again and I'm trying to push my fingers into my pussy as far as they can go. I feel… full? Nearly full? But not full enough. There's this building pressure and the electricity from my nipples is hitting against some nerve thing in my pussy and I've lost myself in the feeling of it all. My whole body feels it along my spine and it's just building higher and higher and I'm slamming my fingers harder and harder into myself, feeling the tips of the claws against the flesh, feeling the pain for a half-second before endorphins kill the bad pain. I'm moaning and whining and making this… mewling sound as I twist on the ground, my tail pressing against me as I twist and turn. I don't… this pressure is massive. I almost can't take the sensation but I can't stop. I can't fucking stop now. I'm almost there. It's almost there. I can't… I can't…
Layers Ch 01b [TF/TG]
The other leg is harder to pull on for some reason. My sweat is making the inside of the leg stick harder to my leg but I still struggle and yank and pull until I have my foot in the bottom. Only as I sit back down all the way do I feel my cold cum against my ass and balls. Ugh. I think about cleaning it off but I'm not sure what to use that won't mess up the rubber. Soap and water? Would that eat the rubber or make it less stretchy? For some reason that rings a bell. I'll just shower when I'm done and then look up how to clean it off. I'm losing my nerves and it was a pain in the ass getting my legs in so whatever. It's my own cum, it's not going to kill me.