Wendy's Descent into Submission Ch. 01

Chapter 4 Elizabeth It's been almost over a week since James came out of his pod and nothing noteworthy has happened yet. I already filed the report about the incident and asked for instructions on what to do, but because of our present location transmitting a reply from headquarters will take a few weeks. Right now I have to decide what to do with him for the sake of the ship and the crew. I have been noticing some quiet conversion from Ava, Emma, and Grace, but I chalk that up to their morbid curiosity toward our uninvited guest. At least Grace seems to be opening up to her fellow crewmate being just Ava. Sasha has been acting weird after his first physical exam and training session, but when I asked her about it, she just said she was trying to find a way of interacting with him because she has no idea how to interact with a human male. I felt like it was not the whole truth, but if it was something relating to the ship or its crew then she would have spoken up already. So for

Just a quickie that I wrote will working on the next story in the Across the Ages series. Copyright the author. "I should have started with the older ones," thought Molly, lying in her bed with her knees pulled back to her ears, approaching her third orgasm as her elderly math professor pounded into her arsehole. "They last a lot longer." When things had opened up after the pandemic Molly was stuck for the summer, unable to travel back to to her home in the US from Canada. So she conceived the plan of fucking everybody in her dormitory, man or women, who was willing and able. She started with the boy in the room to her right. Her method was straightforward; she sunbathed naked on the balcony, waiting for him to come out onto his. When he did, she opened her legs wide and started playing with the forest of hair around her cunt, looking at him all the while. He got the hint and came around to knock on her door. They devoured each other with a year's worth of pen

"You need to make some connections. Business connections, school connections. You're graduating college in a few years and you'll need those. David can help you with that." Mom was lecturing, and she was on a roll. "He's got money, he's built and sold a few businesses here in town. He knows people." she continued. David was an old friend of my real Dad. I hadn't seen him for a few years and I remembered him as a slim, good-looking older man, always tan, always smiling. He had a shock of dark hair and a mustache like Magnum PI, with steely blue eyes. And always with a gorgeous woman on his arm. He did some modeling and acted now and then, and was always trying to introduce me to his agent. He claimed I was one of the most beautiful women he knew and I should have "professional representation." My friends and I spent time at his big house for lawn parties or group dips in his huge pool. We liked hanging there as he often let us have a d

Chapter Ten Joe barely noticed Sue Anne arriving in the dark apartment until she whispered his name. "Sorry, but I need an alarm," she told him. He got up, switched on the desk lamp and adjusted the alarm clock to eight thirty. By the time he returned to bed, she'd somehow slipped her bra out of a t shirt, the shirt and panties her only clothing, and settled into the bed near Jenny who had remained asleep. She moved onto her side facing him, giving him their second quick kiss. "Thanks," she whispered. "No problem," Joe replied. He soon slept still facing her. The alarm woke them. Sue Anne climbed over him before he could get up. She switched on the light and found the button to end the alarm. "Go back to sleep," she told both of them since Jenny had also awoken. She left the light on, but since it was focused on the desk it didn't bother them. An hour later, despite her apology, Sue Anne was all smiles. "There's coffee and bage

Thanks to a great team of editors for helping with this, most of all to Alix, who pointed out wording that might mislead the reader and detract from the story's attempts at humor. TessSoerensen did the major work on the first edit, and Kenjisato cleaned up a few remaining rough spots. Also thanks to an editor who didn't want any credit and to Qetesh for consulting. The German version of this story is posted in German Literotica as "Stolz und Vorurteil" by egonhoppe73. "Splat!" That was the sound of the flimsy plastic tub that slipped out of Vanessa's hands as it hit the floor, burst open and sent a geyser of hummus erupting into the air. "Damn it!" That was Vanessa's reaction as she saw the greasy brown mixture of chickpeas and sesame seeds coloring the floor, her skirt and her blouse. She tiptoed around the mess to get a food storage container and a spoon. She scooped what was left in the tub into the container and put it in the fridge.