Author's disclaimer: The characters in this work of fiction, involved in sexual activities, are all over the age of 18. If you thought part 1 started out hectic, then read on. The ensuing weeks, since Yvonne and I connected, were even more frenzied. Yes, I passed the Bar. We celebrated with several marathon bedroom sessions. Sometimes we remembered protecti...
"Holy shit is right." She said. Honestly, I'd completely forgotten she existed. I looked up from my still-tingling hand to find that the change had taken place immediately. Her lips were absolutely larger than they'd been just a second before, but they didn't look wrong at all. They just looked fuller, like they fitted her face better. When she finally stop...
The next morning, we began our descent into town. We tried to stay as far away from the roads as possible, dodging every movement, every sound, not wanting to encounter any more zombies than we had to. Rebekka stayed a few steps behind me, watching my back as I scouted the area ahead. It wasn't long until we ran into fortifications. They looked impressive...
All characters in this story are age 18 or older. * Sunday never was my favorite. As a child, I hated having religion crammed down my throat, and got into trouble for asking too many questions. And Sunday in adulthood meant looking down the barrel of the workweek. No matter which way you turned, Monday was coming at you. Natural law dictated laundry and gr...
So, as my nom de plume indicates, I'm a "biker" who likes to relate some of my more interesting adventures to others. This one is mostly based on my experiences after getting a nasty case of road rash after a distracted driver (aka the asshole) decided he need the same piece of road was using. After leaving the ER with bandages all over, a limp from bruises...
FROM THE JOURNAL OF JESSICA WOODRUE: My name is Jessica Woodrue, daughter of disgraced brain surgeon, Doctor Jason Woodrue. I write this journal as a testament to his both his research and mine. My father worked on a project his was insanely passionate about - Project Gilgamesh. The goal of his research was simple: create the ultimate super-soldier. He und...
The old adage goes that hot girls seem to travel in packs. I found this to be true when I started dating my now wife, Jen. She is a gorgeous woman with a nice tight body. This description could easily describe 5 or 6 of her best friends. To follow is the first of a few stories where I found myself naked with her sexy friends. Names have been changed. First...
Note- This is a fictional story inspired only by the iconic sixties show, and definitely not the reboot. The story is science fiction and not science so don't read too much into the details. Dedicated to Marta Kristen. xxx Judy Robinson was frustrated and downright plain angry at her on again off again boyfriend Major Don West. It had been three years now...
Kate and I spent a recent evening listening to old CDs until midnight. Some of the songs reminded me of when I was courting Kate and would make cassette tapes for her to play during her long work commute; the tapes were different genres, but most had a love theme. The (very) short story below is fiction; but grew out of my memories of making the tapes. No...
"Damn it Terry. How could you do this to me? I'm your wife Damn It! How dare you bring that little slut into our house. What were you thinking mister?" "Momma. I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I promise it will never happen again." "I'm going to call a good divorce lawyer in the morning. Do you think I'm going to stay around here and work my ass off and come...