"I knew you'd be back woman." came a voice. "Fuck." thought Maggie I didn't give it long enough to clear the gas out. But, she looked up at the man. "What happened to Elvis?" she asked. "I am Elvis, woman." said Elvis. Then he changed back into a wolf and wagged his tail. "I have to sit down." said Maggie. So she sat down. "Did ya bring anything to eat...
Welcome to Honey Hollow! Scenically located on the shores of (REDACTED great lake), we're a lovely port city of 75,000 inhabitants. Now, we might not have breathtaking mountains lined with chalets and ski resorts, nor do we have a charming riverwalk overlooking a mighty river, and we aren't the perfect setting for higher learning. So what do we have for you,...
Sam held the black-and-white photograph of his first wife in the gnarled fingers of his hand. "Here's looking at you, kid," he said, holding it up towards his failing eyes, as much aware of the liver spots on the back of his hand as of Jenny's prim beauty. Her delicate hands were crossed over a pleated knee-length skirt and her face shone in the white sunl...
My job was much less demanding than my wife's, so she had always "suggested" that I do all the housecleaning, shopping and cooking all week, and of course I never minded because I secretly loved being subservient to her. She loved to tease me when we'd be out somewhere together and she'd see a good looking guy by telling me how attractive she thought he was...
Writer's note: You may have heard this story about any rural high school in America. Urban legends are always better when seasoned with local spices. If you're looking for hot sex, sorry, there's just enough skin showing here to make it interesting. * The wrecked car is a local landmark on the two-lane highway that leads to the high school. Buddy's family...
A cold gust of wind swept into the room from the open window behind my desk. My boss, Charles, sat across from me, tapping his fingers impatiently on his arm rest. There was silence between the two of us and the only sound in the room was that of my chiming clock. My office looked like something out of the 1950s complete with an old mahogany desk, large boo...
Summary: Daughter's soiled panties leads to mom-daughter lust. This is a 2018 Valentine's Day contest story so please vote. Note 1: Thanks to the irrepressible Rebecca for her willingness to allow her artwork to be used in this story. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, thor_p, and Wayne for editing. Story: Jasmine with Rebecca Illustrations: Rebec...
Interview with Steve Richardson, publisher of CF Publications, a company devoted to erotic spanking stories. On the website of CF Publications at http://www.cfpub.com, it bills itself as "the oldest and largest publisher of spanking stories in the world." It publishes seven magazines devoted to erotic spanking and publishes stand-alone spanking stories. CF...
My students filter in alone and in clumps, talking amongst themselves as they find their seats. I'm still washing brushes from the last class. I feel a tap on my shoulder while I'm cleaning the paint from under my nails. "Professor Crane?" I turn around. It's a young man I've never seen before. He looks like he stepped out of an Abercrombie catalog. I dry...
Earth witnessed a massive meteor shower in 1950 which brought along with it extraterrestrial life, albeit as unicellular organisms, several of which crashed as meteorites in Central Asian, East Asian and South Asian countries with a few of them landing in the North and the South Americas. These single-celled organisms had a lot of similarities with viruses o...