Walter Wimple, was a loser. He was born unlucky, and it only got worse as the years went by or so it seemed to him. He was small, thin hair, no muscles and no backbone. People walked all over Walter all the time. He especially had a terrible time each Valentine’s Day. It seemed like something terrible always happened. When he was four his dog died on Valent...
Sara stared in the mirror at her breasts. She squeezed them. Hard. She did not care if the damned things bruised. Hell, she wanted nothing more than to cut the fuckers off. But what would that accomplish? Really? He would still be a woman. It was not fair. For as long as he could remember Steve as he thought of himself had felt like a boy...a man. All of t...
A certain woman liked to excite herself by pretending that she was exposing herself to lots of men. She was a closet exhibitionist. She kept her secret to herself because she just couldn't imagine telling anyone - not even her closest friend. Once in a while, when she was alone, she would get so hot that she would go into the bathroom and masturbate while si...
Stains: A Dennis Story Part 1: The Brownie At the end of the year parties at school, everybody gets their pick: either an attic in the woods, a dorm at school, or some sketchy basement. I was happy to choose the sketchy basement of my pal John and his girlfriend Lisa. They had a nice house down the hill from campus. It was June—college for us lets out la...
Thanks to Todger 65 for the edit. Gragonog The Ravisher stared at the tangle of flesh before him. His tusked face wore a confused expression, uncharacteristic for him. The pile of flesh was located within, what he had thought was, a carefully constructed pentagram. The tangle of limbs and flesh wriggled and wraggled, scrambling like an epileptic spider....
Dale's house, set back from a lonely dirt road just off I-78 out in rural Pennsylvania, was full of plaster and ceramic sculptures of wildlife. He had a workshop studio in his basement with sculpting tools and supplies, and he had long since converted his garage into a gallery and store. People would drive all the way from New York and Philadelphia to buy hi...
Chapter 22 - The scavenger hunt A few minutes later Tracy turned the pledges over to a sophomore from the fraternity, who in turn escorted the women back to the Four-Beta house. The sight that greeted Lisa and her companions was not re-assuring. The sorority's members were dressed in formal clothing and all were carrying cameras. Obviously the scavenger hun...
Dear Readers, Following is the story of a different set of wolves from those I've been writing. I hope you will enjoy it. KemMyst ***************** They were running out of time. Two women were now locked below; one was a nurse's aide, and the other, a teacher. Both were being kept in their rooms for now and, while they initially fought and yelled, they...
UpSkirt, Sitting Uppie, and Downblouse Paradise Heterosexual man pretends to be gay for voyeuristic pleasure in seeing an endless parade of panties, bras, tits, and pussies. It took me a while but I found a loophole in the sexual nonsense that exists between men and women. Here I was all these years unsuccessfully trying to pickup women in bars to have sex...
Sometimes, the stupidity of some people simply astounds me. I think there's a limit to everything, from the bottom of the sea to human imagination. Unfortunately, human stupidity seems to be the exception to that rule. How else would you explain the things I see happening around me everyday? Madness everywhere I look, folks. No other word to describe it. My...