I can't say for sure, but I think my most recent trip to the local home improvement store may have bordered on the extraordinary. Certainly I have been prone to slip a bit from reality as some latent remainders of the acid or other experiments I tried during my "less sober" years try to kick in. Before now these excursions have been the basic Exxon tiger dri...
Eva's work at her previous job, a beach club in eastern Florida called The Wizard, had ended abruptly and full of embarrassment when she found herself trapped on a ladder being exposed to horny drunk men. Departing her job, Eva barely said farewell to her coworkers, assuming that people were laughing at her unusual predicament. In fact, many of Eva's coworke...
The sun hadn’t yet arisen when Tracey and Buttercup were woken by Zeta, who was naked like everyone else, slightly podgy with a mass of black curly hair which flowed in ringlets to half-way down her back. She stood at the doorway with a very broad grin looking at the two girls whose only source of warmth through the night had been from each other’s closely e...
Way back at the beginning, I mentioned that the story would jump the shark. Well, here we go. Ironically though, this was actually the original intention from the beginning. Original influence is from a 4-page short at the beginning of a doujin. The short pages were called 'Canned Peach' by Momoyama Jirou-and coincidentally, what got me into writing in the f...
My astral form drifted through the meatpacking plant, Ember close at my heels and Paw trailing behind him. As we left the holding pens and entered the actual meatpacking section, I wrinkled my nose. "So much death." Ember nodded. "The aura is quite disgusting. Let's find the hellcows and get out." Three had been in the holding pens, surrounded by the rem...
I have had the good fortune in life to have shared my penchants with likeminded women, in the ebb and flow, they have accommodated me to a great extent by acquiescence or persuasion. However, nothing quite compares to the spontaneous, unexpected or clandestine flashes of a girl's ( or woman's) knickers. Knickers in Britain, panties to the rest of the plane...
Time was getting late. Why did people always wait to the last minute for these things, Claud wondered. They knew it was coming. Valentine's Day came on the same day every year, year in and year out. Why did people just dither away their time and effort like that and get left late or not at all? Seize the moment. Ya gotta seize the moment. She was working as...
The pictures on my PC screen were of European monuments and castles, but not a Rubens among the photos I had taken on my last trip to the British Isles. From over my shoulder I could feel the presence of building body heat. I knew before I looked, that my workstudy, Candy was at the back of my chair. "Hello, Candy. Are you ready to work?" Candy Lynn was a c...
Part 1: The Cashier and the Shopper Shopping at the Wiggly Piggly at three in the morning because you are dealing with mad crazy insomnia issues helps some. I retrieve the handheld basket from the front of the store. I have no idea what to buy. I'll let the items speak to me. I wander around the store checking out their products offered. My first stop, the...
Hi everybody, after getting story of the week I've noticed a huge influx of viewers which is amazing :) Please, if you like anything in my story specifically like a kink or just a certain sex scene, please like it! This tells me what people are into, what I should write more of (and what I should write less of). I'm constantly changing and updating previous...