Inspired loosely by a music video you might recognize. *** 1. Backstory: Just a fairly quick rundown ... Katrina kills monsters. Specifically, a demonic race from another dimension called Snatchers. They like to steal children, crawling up into our world through horrible goopy portals underneath the kids' beds. They can only open those portals when the ki...
Throughout college, I didn't spend much time creating relationships or pursing fun. I was driven to achievement; studying, working as a teacher's assistant for my professors, and becoming the president of the school business fraternity. I studied marketing and economics, so between the double major and all my extracurricular activities, I didn't have a time...
Emma was at a loose end. Her fiancée Ian had just left to play golf with friends and would not be back for hours. Saturdays used to be their special day of the week, where they would spend time together after the week's work but now recently golf seemed to take precedent. She thought of calling her Mum or one of her girlfriends but didn't want to talk on th...
The steppes stretched ahead of Bann like an emerald green sea rippled with undulating hills until the grassy waves of the prairie broke upon the far distant mountains of the Shrouded Mountains. Like an island in the midst of the vast green ocean, the host had set up camp to await the arrival of their allies. The young barbarian was standing on the tallest of...
As Master D's men pulled Sir Randy's three stunning slaves squealing and kicking from beyond the stage curtain Sir Dave brought the lights up a bit. The girls were trying their best to pull away from the strange men who had captured them, and they were literally being dragged along the stage floor on their bare feet. But, then they saw Sir Randy, who had m...
Joanne was in a state of total arousal. Of course, she would never let Betty know this. But she'd come to look forward to Betty's regular reports on her torrid fuck sessions with Bill with enormous anticipation. As Betty recounted the events of her last tryst with Bill, Joanne's mind wandered. Images of him swam in her head. Those images were clipped from a...
I flew in the day before and was still a little groggy. Sitting in the kitchen with my father, I was explaining why I didn't make it home for Christmas day, but a few days after. I had enlisted in the Navy, and decided that I would take leave after Christmas, and be home for New Year's so that the married guys could spend time with their wives and children....
This story is a tribute to smart women everywhere, by far the most creative and adventurous lovers. The smarter the woman, the hotter the fuck. Why don't more men realize this truism? (Sssh, I ain't tellin 'em, it'll be our little secret, ladies!) * They were among the two smartest women at the University of Delaware when I matriculated there, and that may...
A short note to my readership: what began as a one-shot "lark" of a story dealing with an old man's fantasy(?) about his relationship with the woman next door has now developed into a saga of unexpected proportions. Here follows chapter 3 of what may prove to be a rather lengthy story describing this surprise series of "incidents" between neighbors. I hope a...
I was correct about one thing – being stripped stark naked by Kristine and Nicole during cheerleader tryout certainly led to Rebecca claiming her fifteen minutes of fame; at least as far as our university was concerned. Guys were coming out of the woodwork to ask her out. Of course, as she herself pointed out to me, most of them just asked her out, because...