The elevator doors opened to the penthouse foyer. It was as big as Jack's living room at his home. Stepping out, he was greeted by an abstract sculpture of what appeared to be a man and woman entwined in love's embrace. It was only about two feet high, but it sat on a square marble pedestal that brought it to eye level; not surprising given his boss's reputa...
*Author's Note* Credit to GodsoftheGodsgameing for the idea. This story is a collaboration piece with him. While we are currently discussing a next chapter, time will tell if that sees fruition. ***** My stomach growled. Something that was becoming much more frequent. Standing outside, I sniffed the air like a predator but shifted my gaze around like a pr...
Thanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don't know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... ******** 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus (repeat ad nauseum) 53 Miles West of Venus" was written by Cynthia Wilson...
The gentleman sat in his old dressing gown. Woollen and tied with a cord. It hung a little open and through that opening stood his even older penis. He was anything but a young man. Beside his armchair stood a small and round mahogany drinks-stand with a single glass of chilled Chablis. If the truth be told, the gentleman was settling in for a pleasant eve...
Gem was a classical beauty with high cheekbones and an air of nobility. In her prime she had a statuesque elegance, like she'd stepped out of a painting by Gustav Klimt. Now, Gem was in her early seventies but still full of the joys of Spring. She refused, with a defiance of which the Trojans would've been proud, to allow her physical age to define her or h...
Warning, this chapter includes the second person, topless waitresses, ironic reveals, resets, rollbacks, coffee, anger, justice, mercy, vengeance, truth, confrontations, further hard decisions, mysterious benefactors, opportunities, and a bright light shining in from the future. Girlfriend with Testing Device - A Smutty Fanfiction, of Sorts - = Part 25...
1...2...3...4... Maggie stopped to catch her breath during her morning-turned-afternoon exercise. Her lungs burnt, filled with gunk that she kept hacking up. Whatever Annie had brought to work, Maggie now had too. She opened her eyes and took a deep breath. 5...6...7...8...9. She stopped again, heaving. She told herself that the stretch was waking her...
Note from the Author: While most of my stories are largely fictitious, many elements of them are pieced together from real bits and pieces of me, my life, people I've known and places I've been. To name a few examples, I really did use to work as security at a casino in my early twenties; I was a cynical ass like Quinn; I had a female partner who inspired th...
Time to Follow them I still can't believe what I just saw; my gorgeous girlfriend riding and being split in two by a monster of a cock. It didn't help that it was attached to my extremely built roommate. The worst part is, I couldn't stop from watching. So many times I told myself to look away. I've never seen Dana react that way when we were having sex. S...
Bob Cindy just called and said she would be home a little late tonight. I know what that means, another night out with her boss Randy. I don't know how I've let this go this far. I know I'm really turned on watching Cindy make love to another man. I noticed over the weekend when I fucked Cindy, she wasn't as tight as she's been all these years. This guy Ran...