"So, my agent said it was for some sort of commercials for the Halloween season." "Yes, that's right. It's for commercial use to be released a few weeks before Halloween, yes." I needed the work. The plays on Broadway were shutting down almost as fast as they opened. It was just bad luck, a bunch of new plays that weren't piquing the audience's interest an...
I wasn't going to post this for a few weeks, but I have to answer my requests! All characters are at least 18 years old. ***** Take me, Stud! It's Friday afternoon and I walk into the cafeteria and take my seat in the back corner by myself. It's a few minutes into lunch and the cafeteria is starting to fill up. I take out my diary, a worn old leather one...
Don't Call Me Pantyboy I couldn't believe my ears. I shouted at my roommate: "What are you saying? Are you accusing me of wearing women's panties? Are you saying I LIKE wearing women's panties? I wear MEN'S briefs -- and they're COTTON!!" He smirks and says, "You know, John, teenage girls wear red cotton panties too!" I am apoplectic. My face as red as...
[Dedicated in the centenary year of her birth, to the memory of Barbara Pym (1913-1980), the greatest English woman novelist since Jane Austen. Forget Charlotte Brontë, George Eliot and Virginia Woolf. There is not a lot of sex in this installment, but I hope that you will read and enjoy it as a story rather than as wank literature.] Chapter XXII Dom: Chri...
Two weeks into the new semester, just as the calendar changed from January to February, a powerful nor'easter battered the New England coast and blanketed the state of Maine with five feet of fresh snow. Logan Temple, the sandy-haired freshman boy from California had never seen anything like it. He never imagined so much white powder could be spilled in such...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === Pulling out of the car park after meeting Cameron, I couldn't help but marvel at how much nerve he must have. Imagine going back to a stranger's flat and rimming him while his mates looked on! The idea of doing something like that myself was more than a little titillating and could form the...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activities are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor and no, I do not want an editor. If this fact bothers you that much, kindly quit reading now. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of, yes it jumps around too much, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes it'...
Dear readers, in my Werewolf tale, the 'Were' live openly among humans. The primary character, Juliana Macon lived her entire life as a human, until suppressing her wolf, caused a negative impact on her emotionally. She began to accept her need for her wolf after deciding to live with other 'Were' in the community of Panola Mountain. The dilemma she contin...
Note: This story has been previously published on the Nifty Archives. * * * * * To bow. To worship. To breed. These are the notes of his symphony, his soul's hunger. His eyes dart from body to body, evaluating, finding nothing of either sustenance or substance. In his emptiness, I sense his desperation for my religion. He seeks a fane with an altar of...
Chapter 5: "No Questions, No Limits" DAVID: I woke up in the middle of the night to my husband Sven coming back into our bedroom. When he wanted to, he could slip into bed very quietly without disturbing me. The fact he was being so loud made me think he wanted me to wake up. And I'm glad he did. I was still semi-drunk from a full day of drinking. Some pe...