As I drove into the parking lot, and noticed the tricked out 1950s low-riders, and the young, tattooed flesh, I immediately felt hot and foolish. My only friend who had an interest in this scene was out-of-town. No one else was crazy enough to come with me. I was totally alone. There was no one my age in sight. Apparently, all I would have in common with th...
You wouldn't have thought a flight suit could be sexy, would you? Shapeless, drab green, multi-pocketed, utilitarian, coarse.... But they are.. especially when spread out on a rock in the sun with a naked women sprawled upon it looking at you with a sort of sweaty sexed up smile on her... Let me tell you a story... Many years ago, before the Middle East be...
This is part of an ongoing series - if you find yourself here without reading the rest, I highly recommend you go back and read the rest of the series. We'll still be here when you get back:) Alternate title: long live the fucking king Short chapter this week, just needed to collect the kids and get them on the road. A bit more lore, a bit more world build...
Dear readers, This is Simon Shadow. This is another entry from my journal. I'm not sure when I'll get the chance to post another story. I'm travelling Europe, looking after a few 'clients' for a while. Anyway, for now...enjoy. I spent the next few weeks dealing with some minor celebrities (and a couple of not-so-minor ones), and trying to find out the...
Chapter 01: My Brother-In-Law [This is a work of fiction. All places, events, and characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.] It was the summer of 1946, and my, my! The traffic going to the train station in Chicago was horrible! My eighteen year old son was taking me. I was going to go out west to a ranch...
My sister, Sharon caught me naked, shaving my legs in the family bathroom. 'I thought you where in Court all afternoon.' I cried dropping the razor in surprise. My sister dressed in her smart black skirt, white blouse and black fitted jacket raised an arched eyebrow patronisingly. 'Obviously so, brother dear but my case finished early. I wasn't required f...
To understand this story, you should read the Prologue (click). * A Young Virgin to Lie in Thy Bosom Chapter 1 The Swarm The swarm was a semi-independent entity. It was composed of about a 100 million autonomous segments that were each in turn formatted with 23 out of 46 possible processors. Each segment was formed completely developed with an inherite...
It was all I could think about on my morning run. As soon as I returned home I checked my cell phone, no messages. I grabbed a cup of coffee and made my way to the computer. No email either. It was still early in the morning and the ad had only been posted on the web since the night before. I checked the sight again to see if the ad was still up, which it wa...
The creatures could almost be mistaken for squid, were it not for the scrabbling claws that hung out of their gelatinous body where tentacles would be, as well as their evident comfort on dry land. Kayleigh watched in a mixture of horror and fascination as they scrambled across the floor, making little scritch-scratch sounds, and balanced plates of food on t...
Madam Clara did not just have Lucy attend her 'classroom' that day; the soft ginger girl was made to stand in the corner facing the walls while other 'pupils' were brought to attend. Such was the wealthy woman's lust for her kink as the domineering schoolmistress, she had also paid for three males to attend her 'class' that day; each deeply submissive male h...