It was 4:12 in the afternoon and, thankfully, it was not quite rush hour yet. Apart from a chattering group of performing arts kids clogging the back of the car with their collective musical instruments and cases, Darren Jemison had the train to himself. And that was fine with him. Thanks to Mandy, the overzealous (and under-practiced) new dental hygienist,...
Nothing Traditional About Us As the title says, there's nothing traditional about us. Where to begin? I suppose it all began with me and Brad. Brad and I met on-line, isn't that always the case these days? But even in this respect it was a little bit different. I was stretching my wings, as it were, in writing erotica and I was looking for someone to read...
That Eddie met Svetlana at all was implausible at best. Oh, don't get me wrong. Lot's of guys meet strippers. It happens every night. Eddie met 'Star' as, he was sure, had hundreds of other guys. That was her stripper personality. It was when she revealed her true name, her true self, that Eddie met Svetlana. She was 22, with long, flowing, brown hair, hypn...
Welcome to what is (or at least probably is) the last installment in the life of the former Donnie Lynn Walker, or as you readers/masturbators know her as, Marilyn. She’s not going to be killed off, but I want to work on this other story line I have in my head. Who knows? Maybe she’ll make a comeback in the new story line. I thank all you loyal fans for foll...
The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of t...
This is a 2013 Halloween contest entry. Please vote. This story contains dark supernatural events. If you are turned off by scenes of danger, memories of loss, references to the occult, or depictions of acute embarrassment - this story is not for you. Scene 1: Post Office "Gull Cottage? We've had a box he-ah fo-ah ages. Old Doc Strong cancelled home deli...
NOTE TO READERS This is a longer form story than what I typically write. Let me know if you like this length or not. Looking to see if there is a niche on this site for long-form stories. **************************** I was riding my bike home, glad for the rain that hid my tears. Business was slow, so my boss sent me home without working. The bastard, and...
Chapter 8: Afterward "Why didn't you call me when you heard the news about Phylicity?" I yelled at Liam Roberts, CEO and President of Roberts Electronics. Next to Ted Brooks III, Liam is perhaps one of my closer acquaintances ... almost nearly even a friend, although he's technically my boss and I'm about five years older than he is. He's still on the frie...
Chpt.6 Here's chapter six of this series, one that continues to put a different, more science fiction spin on the age-old vampire myth. Because it's science fiction there are aliens, good ones and bad ones, and yes, the good ones are here to stand against those who would suppress the more fragile human race. You got a tease in chapter five, there's more...
In the year following my transformation from petite impish human girl to lesser Demon Pleasure imp, I had come to regard the urgent, constant, aching lust in my belly as almost a living creature that nurtured on my sexual pleasure. A serpent living in symbiosis with my body, suffusing me with lewdness, its coils enmeshed in my vaginal walls, its tail flickin...