It was another sultry August afternoon in Wishport, PA. I’d been inside all day sitting right in front of the fan, which hardly kept me cool at all. The back of my shirt was soaked through. My asscrack had more condensation on it than the glass of water in my hand. My nuts were hanging so low I was afraid they’d drop out of my cargo shorts. For some reason,...
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Hi, smutaholics. This another one of my sci-fi humour stories with a smattering of lightweight sex, another semi-tribute to my literary idol, The late Bob Sheckley. The plot is very, very loosely based on Philip K Dick's "Eye in the Sky". Enjoy! ***** 1. In Which We Meet the Team and Ken Gets the Shaft Joe was the first one into the conference room for...
Carol and I celebrated our twentieth wedding anniversary earlier this year with a small get together at our house for family and friends. The whole gang was there. Our two boys, Jake and Harry; Carol's sisters Jean and Claire and their husbands and kids; my brother Tom and his wife Elaine and her barren womb; our either side neighbours, Eric and Suzanne and...
Since Constance still hadn't had her first test, Euphemia was willing to give her and Jay another chance to try again before the real classes could begin. But... Jay couldn't sleep again. Since last night's failed consummation, the nightmares had gotten worse. However he resolved not to drink before meeting Constance like last time. His past sins were haunt...
Author's Note: A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. The mai...
I don't want to wake up. I know that I mustn't. Oh yes—I was the heck tired yesterday doing an interview with a top most celebrity and today there would be an opulent and grand Marie de Pierre Gala going on at Riesman Hotel here in Las Vegas. Marie de Pierre is a celebrated and well-known star all over America with a rumored whooping net worth of breathtakin...
Luckily for me—or maybe a little unluckily—I'd programmed my machine to jerk me back to 'reality' after six hours. The artist Chad had a pretty good life, but I didn't know about retiring there. I fixed the bug, but it gave me an idea. I'd been lucky so far, but jumping into other realities without a clue as to how to get along there was dangerous. The fir...
Chapter 8 Emil carefully pulled into the barn. There wasn't a lot of clearance on for the truck, and there were sharp tools lining the walls. Last thing he needed was to damage his precious U-Haul. Turning to the slave he just purchased he considered her form. Her skin was flushed and taught from the cold, and she was shivering despite the emergency blanke...
I live in an apartment right above this little factory that turns old clothes into rags for the metal-finishing trade. It's in Bridgetown, a run-down industrial part of the city that most businesses fled long ago, mainly because it sits in the shadow of one of the worst gang-infested housing projects in the city. Or did. The projects are gone now, torn down...