On a message board that hasn't had a serious update to its formatting in the better part of a decade, h-games are deposited, and links to download terabytes of illicit images are stored, from the most well-known vanilla games to the sickest things that aren't hosted on anything but the darkest part of the internet. For one hour one night, a link was posted,...
She eased herself into the bathtub letting the warm water take the stress out of her body. She had just poured her first glass of very cold, white wine and took the first sip. The twins were finally off to their first summer camp; the house was empty and quiet. She put her head back against the tub pillow and closed her eyes. She thought, "I can't believe it...
There were many other high school friends, guys and gals. These guys were not on the football team and the gals were not cheerleaders. One friend was Pat, an Italian kid like myself, he was from Grandview. Of my high school guy friends, Pat was the most involved, successfully involved, in the rock and roll music scene. Pat was a talented bass guitar player,...
The small group of young women were sitting around the table in the company lunch room chatting, an everyday occurrence. An observer would see them laughing and talking, enjoying the time before they returned to their respective desks, in their various departments. Alice, a slim redhead in her mid-twenties, turned to the woman directly across from her, and...
Full Of Surprises: A Blast From The Past For those of you who have been following the exploits of Callie, here is an experience from back in the 80's. It was a cold January night and we were at a concert venue in the center of Ohio. I was due to perform 2 sets (I was a professional musician back then.) Callie came along for the show, and we arrived early a...
Chapter 12 The Color Barrier as Bill Saw It & Albert Spalding Bill's host, the Reverend Howard Pentecost's brown eyes crinkled at the corners. "C'mon," he said, "we'll be more comfortable in my office." He led me up the aisle to the front of the church then turned to the right. We went through a door and I found myself in a small, but very comfortable off...
"Whatcha got?" Frank Kerman asked. "Snuff flick... possibly," Bob Yorke replied. He held up a jiffy envelope that was a bilious beige colour. 'Snuff/Skin Flick' was written on the side in black marker pen. "Fake... almost certainly," Frank said. "I know, I know," Bob said. "You know what the young uns are like. I keep telling them over and over—snuff fil...
Again, I would like to thank todger65 for editing my story. It is amazing how helpful a good editor can be. * Bob and Mary had moved into their current neighborhood about a year ago. They were both young professionals and were doing fine financially. Both were thirty and were not ready for children yet, maybe never. Their four-year marriage was loving, and...
I got the frantic call about 5:30 in the evening. It was my girlfriend Jenny. She was really wound up and hysterical about something. I was planning on spending the weekend at her apartment but wasn't supposed to be there until seven o'clock. "Mark, get over here right now. You gotta see this! You won't believe it!" She said panting. "See what?" I replied...
This is an interactive version of my existing series of Freedom to Fuck stories, which can be found online pretty easily. In this Utopian vision of the future, women have no rights whatsoever and cannot say no to anything a man wants them to do. Advanced technology allows quick and simple body and mental modification, used by men to improve the women in thei...