Author's Note: This story picks up where 'Behind the Steel Door' left off. I tried to make this story stand-alone but if you are a stickler for detail and connections like I am you may want to read my others first. On the other hand if you would prefer to dive right in, allow me to try to catch you up. In the story thus far, Alice and her best friend Candi...
"At the next junction, turn right off the B6391 and continue for 0.2 miles." The sat nav commanded as Steve spun the steering wheel of his Audi and drove slowly up the gentle incline. The headlights illuminated the verges on both sides of the narrow road, as he glanced at the screen of his new dash cam. The picture was a little grainy, but he was impressed a...
This scenario is fiction and everyone is over the age of 18. This story is also intended to (or at least attempts to) ret-con my story Mother in Law's Love into this timeline as well. Barb Andrews groaned in delight as the hot water cascaded over her luscious curves. Her best friend was getting married and she had just arrived back in her hometown for the w...
After my escapades at the wedding, when Sanjay and I fucked each other, he finger-fucked my asshole. Though it hurt a bit, I enjoyed it. Sanjay put lots of oil on my back, some of which he poured into the ass cheeks. Using the oil he started rubbing it on my asshole and slowly pushed one finger and finger-fucked me. I loved it this time, and it didn't hurt a...
Troy woke up with the mother of all headaches. He felt awful. Looking around he tried to work out where he was. His memory flipped through options, rejecting each in turn. The room was totally unfamiliar, it was large, pretty scruffy with no window; so he had no inkling of if it was day or night. Troy looked at his left wrist, but he seemed to have lost his...
My first story. I would like to get an editor and maybe write more. ***** Applying to college was one of the easiest things for me to do. I decided on going to the college that offered me the most scholarship money that was far away from my hometown. All of this was easy until I got to college. I was alone and depressed in a remote part of a state I had ne...
The one emotion that presided in Unit P-72X's computer mind as her cylindrical canister fell down through the air was disappointment. She honestly wasn't sure who it was for, though. She wasn't sure if she should be disappointed with herself for not living up to standards, or for her owner for not willing to deal with a sex toy that had gained emotions, thou...
In 2015 the US economy is still in sorry shape, as the far east surges ahead. Prisons are overcrowded, and budgets overextended. The large number of prison deaths, even among those incarcerated for minor infractions, has aroused increased concern. To help balance budgets, heavy fines for even minor infractions are common, but many people, especially petty cr...
I describe myself as a wannabe Dirty old man, not because I am one, but because as my best friend Karen keeps telling me, there is no higher accolade and so I should aim to be one. This is the eighth chapter in this series - I recommend you to read the previous chapters in order before this one. I can't thank Romantic1 enough for the time he spent reviewin...
Part V - Joan's Fantasy I had not talked to Cory since our excursion to Aspen where she again failed to get an invitation to join the club. I sit across from her sipping my martini waiting for the rest of the group to arrive. "So, do you know what Joan wants?" Cory asks me. Her voice is somewhat hostile. I sense she has not fully recovered from the hurt o...