3 years ago
This is part three of the Ghost Writer story - a long time in coming. For that I apologize. I hope it was worth the wait. I thank everyone who has sent words of encouragement, criticism and eagerness. I've been bad - I won't do it again. For Laurie Ghost Writer - part 3 By Circe ([email protected]) I have never felt as cold, or naked, in my life as I felt that morning. My whole body shivered as I felt Charlie's hands at work, removing appliance...
2 years ago
Hi, my name is Gwen, and I'm writing this story more for my own sanity than for any entertainment value you the reader may get from it. My doctor tells me that by writing, some of my anger and frustrations will be vented, which will hopefully calm the rage within me. There was a time, not so very long ago, when I went by another name - Greg, Greg Prewitt. There was a time when I could bench press twice my own weight with ease, a time when I worked in construction, and a time when I...
4 years ago
This story is based on actual events. THE HOUSEGUEST Chapter 1 I had just stepped out of the shower when the door to the bathroom opened and our house guest barged in. “Oops sorry Jacosta,’” Pete said. “No problem, it was an accident,” I conceded as I took the several steps required to reach the towel. He didn’t quickly exit as I would have expected but just stood there, his eye transfixed on my breasts. I grabbed a towel and held it to my front. “Is it ok if I get dressed now or...
3 years ago
I’d worked at my present job about nine months when I received the invitation. It arrived in a company envelope, and simply looked like any other inter- office correspondence. However, when I opened it, there was a card inside, which read: “Congratulations. You have been invited to become a member of a very exclusive club. If you wish to discover what the club has to offer, please come to the following address 6 PM Saturday night…” and here it gave an address in a part...
2 years ago
Edited by Angie Everhart Foreword This is my first Sci-fi short story. Angie encouraged me to give it a try and I wish to record my gratitude for her unstinting and patient encouragement. I would also like to thank her for editing my work, injecting character into the dialogue and colour into the descriptions. Thank you Angie. 19 Dec 2017 At 3:30 pm, Briggate was a riot of colour. Christmas illuminations decorated the street and all the big stores - Debenhams, Harvey-Nichols - had elaborate...
2 years ago
Based on the short story Alternatives, by Union Street (?) Hiya. I’m Matt, your narrator. This story about 34 year old Becca and her son Michael is based on a short story I read years ago. I recently stumbled across it again in Old Joe’s Collection on ASSTR. It wasn’t as good as I remembered, but thank God I found it, because I had always wanted to do an updated version. I advanced the scenario to 2019, and retooled the characters of mom and Joe to my liking. I also truncated the storyline so...
2 years ago
It was one of those never-ending affairs that I hate to attend but, given my status in the current administration, I was assigned to be one of the administration's representatives. That meant that the guest of honor was not sufficiently important or high enough up the diplomatic ladder to justify one of the more significant names from the administration. It didn't bother me that I was not higher on the ladder — I believed that the work I did was important and I felt good doing it. That...
3 years ago
0400 Rise and dress 0430 Microwave oatmeal, no egg. 0455 Kiss sleeping wife 0500 Meet Don at boat dock 0500-0930 Fish while Don makes morning rounds 0930-1000 Discipline wife Sean: Sheila claims I help her sleep. Something must, because she was out all night. I was not so lucky. I had accepted an offer to go fishing with Don, while he did his morning duties. Dramamine did not help keep me awake. Fortunately, Don traveled with Navy grade coffee. He and Francine would get along. For a guy...
3 years ago
Dana woke up late the next morning in the same mood. Her happiness continued as she got dressed and on through her brunch. There was only one thing for a girl to do when she is that happy; Dana went shopping. She leisurely browsed and came across a sleek little spaghetti-strap, black-satin dress that fit entirely too good and made her look positively delicious. She got a pair of black, patent leather sandals with four-inch heels that her mother would definitely not have approved of, and a...
2 years ago
Crawford was given no respite from humiliation, and the perpetual promise of the purpose for which he’d been brought to Darkington Hall, was kept keen in his mind by his being displayed for viewing by all female guests upon a stage erected in the grand entrance hall. a signboard proclaiming his crimes against womanhood, his upcoming mock trial at which he’d be found guilty, and the delicious confirmation that he’d hang for the pleasure of womanhood in lieu of the crimes he was guilty of. A...
2 years ago
Danica awakened the next morning from another vivid dream, once again in a damp nightdress. She remembered that for a long time at the beginning of the dream, she had simply teleported around talking with people whom she knew in various places, using a teleportation device. This had gone on for what felt like hours, with no apparent rhyme or reason. The dream had ended with her returning to share another evening of intense, passionate lovemaking with Andrea. Danica dressed and considering...
2 years ago
Early on the 46th day of the Secmonth the crew on Iarracht were busy preparing to depart from their position over Ananu. An unusual aspect of their departure was that it would take place while they were in the shadow of Ananu. As they prepared to leave Dóchas began shifting its position so it could quickly take Iarracht’s place. The selected departure time was in part due to the distance they needed to travel before joining the Atewa Task Group commanded by Captain Reyonte. “Celia System...
4 years ago
The meeting with Jonas Faraday was fascinating. I had tipped my banker, Seth Fielder, to what was going on, and I wanted him to be included if it got to the point where we could seriously look at some type of ownership position. Seth was excited that this had come about so quickly, and was grateful that I had thought to include him in the early stages. He promised he would make himself available to me at a moment's notice. Then he dropped the bomb. He was also Jonas Faraday's banker. He...
4 years ago
I was dripping. That was unsurprising: even after a shower I was still dripping Morgan’s cum. However, now, I was dripping from the fresh excitement of Mane and Lucinda’s fucking shared through the web. My hands drifted between my tits and cunt. I was reminded of my first experience of the web. One night, making boundary offerings as a child, I had connected and found myself experiencing strong echos of all Oak leaf’s lust. Morgan, beside me, was distracted with excitement warring with...
2 years ago
Sally stretched her week out to ten days and thoroughly enjoyed herself. She had contacted the Chief Clerk and sent him the chips, properly attested, to rate Morg and TJ as Assault Shuttle Pilots and he guided the process through despite the unusual signatures on the chip — all the signatories were legally able to so certify. The Chief Clerk also navigated the Second Space Lord's domain to have the personnel files updated and get the allowances in the paymaster process. Of course Sally got...