Nick threw the headset aside, **** for air and covered in sweat. The tech-heads weren’t kidding: This shit was wild. Thirty years ago, pearl-clutching conservatives would have a televised fit over some pixelated gore, or the kind of blocky nipples that an etch-a-sketch would sneer at. 4K graphics and VR would have probably given those people an aneurysm. Nic...
The sign above a doorway that read “Adult Novelties.” Inside we found racks of books and magazines, but a counter at the end of one isle caught Deb’s attention. She grabbed my hand and pulled me straight to it. “My god! My God!” was all she could say. Then finally she said, “My god, Bill. Look at this one. It’s just like the one the guy in the movie used on...
Walking down the landscape steps towards her condo, he cant help but notice how much heavier his overnight bag was than usual. That thought made him grin. Because in his horny mind, the heavier the bag, the longer he was going to stay. And the longer he stays, the more fun the two of them will have. This trip he was especially looking forward to because he w...
Pulling up to the building, I parked my car and then slowly walked up to the door. Seeing several women congregated around the door into the fertility clinic I instead walked over to the building directory near the elevator and scanned the names. When the women finally split up and headed their separate ways I turned and walked to the door into the c...
(Author's note: This story is an entry into the third Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story will be kept secret until Wednesday, November 20, 2013, when the author will be revealed in the comments section following this story. There are no prizes awarded during FAWC; this is simply a friendly competition.) (Inspiration f...
The guys woke up early Friday morning, much earlier than Brittany and Karen in the adjoining hotel room. After showering and dressing for the day’s activities, they decided to go out for breakfast and maybe do a little shopping for the girls. Returning to the hotel later in the morning, they found both women still sound asleep. Jake took the task of waking...
The rest of that day, and all of the next day, were spent preparing for their reconnaissance mission. Manville took several flights in the plane they'd be flying, a Grumman SA-16 Albatross flying boat. Manville spent time at a shooting range with the .45 automatic he'd be carrying. He took the gun, while suspecting it would be inadequate for whatever they'd...
As we last left Darla, she and Shelly had just received news from their hospital administrator that the Kukuana military had requested that they come to Kukuanaland to train their nurses. The request had been specifically been made by the father of their Congolese friend Mombassa, who was the general in charge of Kukunaland's military medical division. The...
Michelle Bannon washed dishes. They were not hers, only her responsibility as a dishwasher. She puffed a white curl from her face and tried to blink stinging sweat from here left eye. Up to the elbows in suds, she thought about home. It had been months since she arrived on the Qadesh Hub Station, fleeing the boredom of a small family farm of a small moon of...
This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 and over. Midnight. Vicky was down on her elbows and knees, head on the pillow, tail in the air, eyes squeezed shut and mouth hanging open. On his knees behind her, gripping her butt for purchase, the old man pistoned his cock in and out of the girl's squelching pussy, spine flexing, sweat flying. This was...