By Friday afternoon, so many head shots had passed over my desk that they began to merge as a composite in my mind. One big, dull blur. Granted, I was a bit burnt out from the work week. But the simple fact was that, on any given day, none of those faces would have stood out to me. Most of the women were attractive, yes, but vaguely so. We needed someone d...
I was out driving one hot summers day on a lonely stretch of country road and just happened upon a hitchhiker, I thought she looked cute so I stopped to pick her up. She was in fact drop dead gorgeous, and wearing a skirt that was too short for words! I could feel my self-hardening thru my pants almost immediately as I looked out the window at her, and ho...
Hey, my fair fans. This is another action-packed installment of my Marilyn series. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it.? This work is free for the non-commercial and electronic use of the fair readers. Anything else, especially commercial, shout me a holler dun. ;-) Enjoy! * * * * * The warm humid September air blew through the wind...
"There?" he asked. "Yes! Right there!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. "Oh yeah! Get some!" he replied in ecstasy. Turning the corner, Desmond Arch blasted the raider hiding behind the frayed couch, spraying red foam all across the back wall. The raider collapsed backwards as the shotgun slug ripped into his chest. Pivoting on his right heel, Desmond...
Ringggggg! Jenny Marshall opened her eyes. Her hand was placed on her crotch, her panties wet. "Damn, it's morning already." She had just awoken from something rather erotic. Jenny kicked the blankets out of the bed and let out a yawn. Her room is in quite a mess and she didn't really bother. Workload had been heavy for the past one month and she had to...
"Are you serious?" I blustered, looking over my shoulder to see if anyone else had heard. Her eyes never wavered from my own, she didn't blink; she just smiled seductively. "But my wife!" "Well, if you don't want to that's okay." She said with no hint of neither disappoint nor malice registering in her voice. I was sitting at the table with an old classmat...
Author's Notes: As usual, a huge "Thank you" for my faithful editor, bikoukumori. Well done! I am sorry to inform you all that this chapter contains no sex whatsoever. I hope you'll manage. #13: Drastic measures Ever since we or, rather, Richard's assault programmers nuked Cat to hell, it was suspiciously quiet about her. No strange occurrences, no spon...
Last Friday started out like any other day. I had errands to run; groceries to pick up, a stop at the pharmacy, and I needed to check on the small business loan I had applied for at the bank. Simple everyday stuff, or so I thought. Little did I know what I was in store for when I finally got to the bank. It was less than ten minutes to closing time, but the...
There was a new superheroine in the metropolis: Dynamo Dame, the Lady of Lightning. The city's many news organisations were thanking their lucky stars that she wasn't as camera-shy as some of her peers. No, she seemed to thrive on the attention, hanging around to smile for the camera. She'd even spoken to Channel 6's Hank Waterman, giving him her name and ti...
All characters appearing in the following narrative are fictional. Any resemblance to any real persons - either living or deceased - is entirely coincidental on the part of the Author. Unless otherwise noted all persons appearing in the narrative are written as being of the majority age of eighteen years owing to depictions of graphic sexual activity contain...