Sex Craze wasn't interested in the usual bizarre perversions. Breast expansion? Penis expansion? Lactation gush? They were alright, but they were rather common where she-he-it came from. No, Sex Craze desired the truly WTF! To this end, he (this time) donated his radioactive sperm. To this end, she (this other time) visited a sexual orientation workshop. To...
Barry was quietly and single-mindedly strolling down the street after a moderate drink with some buddies at the local pub. When he reached the park area that was about 100 metres from his humble home, he came across a small pebble on the pavement. The stone glistened a warm purple colour, then gently morphed into orange, then purple again. It repeated the pa...
The following material is protected under the copyright laws of the United States of America. This work may not be distributed for profit, in any form, without the written permission of the author or his agent. * * * * * I was at the nude beach one fall weekday. The sun was warm but the usual wind was present. Not the stiff wind that kicks up the sand and...
On a Friday night, Dora sat naked on a sofa in her apartment, all by herself with the shades drawn, watching a pornographic videotape. Fat and homely ever since she was a little girl, she had never had a boyfriend. That was just fine with her because, even when she was in high school, she had never had any interest in boys or men, and the entire male populat...
Corporal James Sudduth was shocked to hear the multiple pops of gunfire which began erupting at 10:30 in the morning. Briar Tennessee was a small town in the center of the state which was unusual for anything violent to happen. James looked out his bullet proof square window at the desk inside the jail house to see that most of the officers guarding the pl...
I beg to differ with the heading of this section, "The Butt, and Nothing But." Oh, I'm not lobbying to change the wording; however, I consider "butt" a dull name for that intriguing seat of eroticism. I confess my bias. I'm speaking from the viewpoint of a heterosexual male watching the south end of a northbound woman. Other men, and women who admire femal...
Friday afternoon, what a terrible bore. Doesn't it seem like it will never end, the clock moving impossibly slowly, the bar across the street crying for your business? I pass your desk, lean over your cubicle wall and see you playing "Free Cell" for probably the hundredth time, your eyes glazed over. I raise my eyebrow and mouth "I'll be back," knowing I ca...
All characters are eighteen or over. *** Trisha had started with B&G Manufacturing while she was a senior in high school working part time. Once she graduated to went full time. In school she had taken business classes and now that she was working at B&G she planned to move off the production floor and into management. However as time passed she realized...
SILENCER It is so warm in my hands; but because it is so firmly attached and only free at the end I am holding it has a life of its own. It springs away from me when I release it, but it likes me to hold it. If I hold it in certain places I can feel his pulse. It has a gentle bend to its length; the surface is so soft to touch but the surface is also deeply...
Some evening, after dark, when the time is right: Tell the Naughty Boy that you have had enough and that he is to prepare himself and the discipline room for you and then he is to wait for your return. Go to you room. He should make sure that he is clean and properly dressed. The discipline room should have candle light and soft new age music. Your seat...