Note: This is a really rough version of a story that kind of popped into my head recently, so feel free to leave me feedback or comments. Constructive criticism is always welcome. The sky was a cold, steel color and an aggressive breeze seemed to want to force light, drizzling rain through Rainey Wilson's jacket. "I've been in Seattle for six months; you'...
To the Reader: You may have noticed that in our last adventure, our grim and lethally wicked anti-hero had his name spelled "Lazdrick" in the title, yet in the story that followed, the "k" was left off the spelling. I will explain this before our next tale begins! You see, in Dwarven tradition, ending a name in the letter K is considered a grim omen of misfo...
Author's Note: The following narrative is pure fiction. There is no connection between the church herein described and any known organized religious order. There is no such church as St. Benecine. The fact that I use certain vocabulary traditionally associated with various religions is purely coincidental and should not be taken as a slur against anyone's cu...
Lily stood from the couch and looked around the little room. She listened to the faint howl of the wind outside the house while she ordered her thoughts. The small tree near her front window clawed the glass in slow patterns, sounding all the world like a ship groaning in high winds. The living room lights flickered and Lily frowned in consternation. Now, sh...
They keep us in cages. Huge cages made of twisted steel they mostly made with their big bare hands. They're not the sturdiest constructions, but they don't have to be. The girls don't even want to leave, and the guys, like me, are too submissive by now to try anything. As many had thought, the girls are frequently pregnant, but when they occasionally give b...
Saturday simply couldn't come fast enough for me. I was totally excited about having some of my friends over for a little spa party. My parents were gone away for the weekend, and thank god my older sister was gone away for college. So I invited a few of my friends from school over. The first to arrive was Lizzy. She's been my friend for some time, but I do...
Author's note: This story is for you CR. I hope you enjoy it. Sorry it took so long, I promise the next part will come out quicker. Just a little bit of scene setting for everyone, the story is set before Britney went pregnant for a second time (yeah, that's how long ago I started writing it). I guess this story is a mile stone for me, my tenth story. I've g...
Note: The story below contains graphic depictions of bisexual activity and bisexual watersports. If this activity displeases you, please hit the return button now. So there I was, waiting at the airport for my friend Christine, and nervous as hell. Years ago, in college, Christine and I had been lovers. We continued to sleep together off and on for years, b...
As soon as I had finished my finals, I got home from my junior year at college for Christmas Break and was looking for a part-time job. I arrived at the mall early on a Tuesday morning and went from store to store looking for anything that might be available. Finally I went to the mall management office and tried there. A cute little Asian receptionist had j...
My name is Tyrone and I'm not black. I don't know why black guys think that the name Tyrone belongs exclusively to them. My friends will invite me over. I suppose they say something like, 'My dude Tyrone is on his way.' Then I show up with my pale-ass and they start freaking...asking me if I'm a cop. Then my friend will grin and say, 'hell no he's not a cop....