This one's pretty long so consider yourself warned. I've used a character named Kelly in a number of stories. Yes, she is a real person, though none of the characters named after her are meant to represent her personally. She was simply the person I envisioned as I wrote. Disclaimer: As you read this story, keep in mind that I try to include something for...
Original story: Stormbringer Adapted/ continued: RogueAlan NOTE: Stormbringer created essentially a screenplay for Recession Blues, which has been an illustrated comic. He graciously allowed me to flesh it out into the story that was chapter 1, and to take his memorable character and see what I thought would happen next. I believe I once read where he said...
Chapter I: My Nagging Dream Trust me, the only thing worse than not owning a Harley Davidson? Is when all your friends do. But, allow me to clarify. I'm not talking about hard core biker types by any stretch. I'm referring to the pressed shirt and tie types. You know? The ones who seriously don't look like they belong on one? The ones who maybe, occasionall...
A heartfelt thank you to my editors Xpoerotica and Decal_Last for their unvaluable hard work and insight, you guys are the best! DESTROYER Tommy Balagan was six when he discovered he was color blind. He lived in a world painted in shades of brown, bronze, blue and beige. His Dad, Carl caught him eating moldy party food leftovers and took him to a clinic;...
He was lost to the fire, in the dance above the embers. Lost in that glow -- pulsing red tinged with black and white -- feeding ascent, always to the stars, force always dissipating. A snapping sound, pulled from the trance, and he watches sparks lift in the twilight, climbing towards fronds leaning from the trades. He saw them then. The girl -- no, a woma...
I like things precise. I like things defined, quantifiable and concise. The digital spreadsheet in my opinion is the greatest invention since the mechanical pencil or maybe even the printed Gregorian calendar. I work hard to create and keep an orderly world, therefore I don't like surprises. Surprises are just messes that have to be cleaned up. I want to i...
-- CHAPTER 7: The Pregnancy -- *** *DECEMBER* I awoke in the morning to feel a soft naked back against my chest. I tilted my face down to press my nose against her bare skin and I inhaled deeply, relishing the scent of her. My hand slid down her side and up over her hips. I paused there and rubbed her ass with my hand. She made no real movements while I...
-- CHAPTER 6: The Houseguests -- *** *SEPTEMBER* "Can you really believe it's been a year?" Taylor smiled and tilted her champagne glass back for a sip. But halfway to her lips, her hand froze and she squeezed her eyes shut, moaning softly. I glanced down to where Cassandra was kneeling between Taylor's legs, slurping my cum out from my wife's saturated...
Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. Flood tide: The period between the low tide and rising of the water to high tide. This tale is an espionage fantasy under assault by reality. The 'hero' of this tale might be considered a Libertarian, though the label means nothing to him. He...
This is not a Halloween story. I just added the bit at the end in honor of the holiday. Hope you enjoy. ................................................ He just showed up one day, and the bar owner did everything but kiss his ass in front of everyone. He even set up a small table in the back near the restrooms, and no one was allowed to sit there except h...