***Hmmm, a little bonsai tree, a little um, manure-spreading, some light conversation, ... What could go wrong? 0_o =============================== Taeko was looking for a regular job. She found herself wandering in the aisles of a business supply store, gradually working her way to the front with a small shopping cart which by then contained a laptop PC...
Tags up front: alien, psychic powers, telepathy, male-female sex, consent, cop, blowjob, rough, harem. ***** The pack of cops filled his hallway, with the dour, mustached man in the civilian suit in front. As Kyle saw them, they picked up their pace from "purposeful" to "confrontational," though he didn't see any guns evident. A glance down the opposite en...
Author's note: Just before graduating from high school, Lei was introduced to energetic and rough teenage sex and how much simpler it was to give in to another's desires. Now, she yearns for something -- or better yet, someone -- to quench the raging wildfire between her legs. Lei quickly learns that control, physical punishment and degradation are powerful...
Excerpts from the personal diary of Kim Jiang. (Submitted for the 2018 April Fool's Day contest.) *** WEDNESDAY, MARCH 7, 2018: Today I finally admitted to myself the distinct possibility that I will die alone in a bathtub, still clutching a glass of cheap red wine with which to drown my sorrows. It was bad enough when Lauren was still here, enjoying he...
Thank you to my excellent editor. * I looked across the table at the thirty-something Korean woman sitting with me. Her name was Mee-Yon but she went by May. She was more than pretty with the classic Korean look. Her eyes were beautiful with a gentle slant and deep brown color that drew you in and made you never want to look away. Her hair, styled in a sh...
Some may remember sitting in a dark room, watching Rod Serling's "Night Gallery." Each episode began with an unusual painting, about which Mr. Serling would deliver a brief monolog, perhaps something like this: "Consider, if you will, one of the most well-known and oft-copied works of a man named Henry, scholar, man of the cloth, and self-taught painter of...
Chapter 01: The Beginning Marcus considered himself lucky for landing a job working for Landon Farrel one of the biggest lawyers in his area. Landing a job like that at the age of nineteen was almost impossible for anyone else, but Marcus has known Landon since he was a kid. One thing about Landon was that he loved throwing parties, rather they be at his ho...
"I...uh...nice to meet you," I stammered. "Er...Deb...I mean...is?" "I've been telling Steve all about how well you guys play music," Debbie said. "He plays saxophone in the school band and wants to get his own group together." I just stood there like a stupe, with my mouth hanging open. Debbie hugged her son close and praised his prowess as a sax player....
Saturday, June 9 - 1:37 AM Another early-summer night whose very air seemed to throb with possibility. A power-rock song playing faintly somewhere in the background, probably from Josh's room. Me, and Dawn, stuck together by our sweat, our bodies and minds sluggish as they were mired in afterglow. Those blushing breasts with their straining crimson nipples...
"I hate her fucking guts!" Sammy yelled as she sat in the car. "What happened?" I asked while stroking her knee. "Fucking Nina!" came the angry response. Sammy was a shade under 5 foot, C Cup boobs, perky bubble butt, red hair and a thick South African accent, and my best friend, who happened to still be in her senior year at school. Mostly due to a lack...