"God damn it!" Tracy spat out as she jabbed the disconnect button on her cellphone. "I hate that fucking car. Do you know how much it's gonna cost to get that transmission fixed?" I was driving and she was beside me in the front seat of my car. I knew better than to answer. "Twenty-five hundred fucking dollars. That's how much." She wisely put down her c...
Act one: Blindsided It was early evening and I was working at my desk. The Adult Boutique I owned wasn't due to close for another couple of hours. I was restless and wishing like Hell I could stomp on time's gas pedal. And that's when someone knocked on the jamb of my open office door. I looked up, surprised to see Dana, the cousin of an employee who had...
Edited by PeeJ 1. Amy's finger massaged her clit as she sat on the toilet reading the "Letters" column in her husband's magazine. She had gone into the bathroom for a quick pee but noticed it in the mag-rack amongst the others: House and Garden, Money, Fishing and other more benign periodicals. It was funny how she had never noticed it be...
Deanna's Surprise Part 3: Rayven by Gorgo **** **** **** With C&C from D.B. Story **** **** **** WRITER'S NOTES: This part of the story takes place three weeks after Part Two. It is written in first person with Deanna's POV. Rayven's POV will be displayed in italics or framed with six asterixes at the start and end of the section. Enjoy! **** **** *...
A New York City Apartment Marla D. Deering, born Marla Darling Dexter, was bored. She slumped in the luxuriously over-stuffed chair and frowned at her loneliness. Her life had gone from an exciting and liberating string of clubs and one night stands to endless days at home and one familiar "stand" per week. Her old friends never called and she longed for th...
Act One: Boy Meets Goo Chapter One: There Ain't Nothing in the World… Dee reached into the refrigerator, peeled off the cellophane sealing the wide mouth of the metal mixing bowl, and chickened out. "I can't do this," he said. He tipped the bowl and took a long, hard look at the Jell-O inside. The surface shone in the fridge's light but did not shift. The...
2:45. Friday. Three separate re-sets, personally handled. And very, very little patience left for his...'actresses'. Leon Whittaker's lip curled a bit further at that last thought, the mere word souring his mood, even as he kneaded his brow ever-harder, even as he slumped ever further back in his flimsy directorial chair, even as he tried again, equa...
Author's Note: There is quite a bit of plot in this one before the smut starts, so...fair warning. This story contains: (Some) Non-consensual, (Gentle) Femdom, Fellatio, Cunnilingus, Hot Dragon-on-Human Action, and Cherry-Cheese Danishes. Okay, maybe not so much of the latter. __________________________________________________________ Tibor Sarkany was beg...
The Reunion... The humidity was like liquid hell. The air seemed saturated with moisture suggesting the possibility of a cooling rain shower, but the puffy white clouds in the tropical azure blue sky showed no sign of offering that cool-down anytime soon. It was a hot, sticky summer day in the sparkling sunlight of South Florida. The oppressive heat didn...
Honolulu: Present day On the outer edge of Honolulu, in a suburb called Kaimuki, nestled at the base of the Diamond head Crater, on the island of Oahu, Ethan Grant sat on a wicker sofa in the sun room of his cousin Ashley's home. In his right hand, he spun an external drive from finger to finger. On the drive was a video recording a weekend of unbridled pas...