Welcome internet walker. If you have come across his interactive story then you have been selected to join in a little experiment. An experiment that will give you the power to pause any female YouTube personality in the same position as in a video and teleport to her location at that moment in time with the help of a special ipod. For your understanding her...
With this power, you can stop time. And while time is stopped, the people that aren't moving can be moved by you, in any way that a normal person can move. You can remove the persons cloths, and you can even turn them on so that the experience isn't so dry. (Or just bring lube, both options will be available when I get around to it!) Now, just look through t...
There is no sex in this story. DO NOT PASS GO II: Bitter and Sweet "Keep interrupting me and I'm just going to hang up, Peter. This is just a courtesy call." One,two,three-four,five-six,seveneightnineten. There wasn't time for a full ten seconds. Avoiding the sigh was impossible and I knew my ex-wife, Jessica, was enjoying this. It drove me nuts. She l...
Ashley spied the lit-up neon sign blaring out at her from the right side of the road: "Taco Sombrero!" Briefly checking her blind spot, she smoothly switched lanes and pulled into the small parking lot, taking a place near the front door. As she brought the red Pontiac to a stop, she leaned back in the drivers seat and let out a slow sigh, eyes staring up in...
"Eyes shut, Jenna. Straight ahead ten steps, then turn the corner. Halfway down the hall, then sidestep a photocopier. Smell that? That's the coffee room. Turn right. Walk. Turn left. Skim your fingers along the reception desk. The sound of the air is changing. You're approaching the doors. Hands out and push them open. Seven steps and you're at the elevator...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these character and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a science fiction story. Do not re...
Author's note: The following story is about young lust and mature longing, narrated by an unreliable teenager who thinks sex first in all matters at all times, with little regard to consequence. All characters, both real and imagined, are eighteen years or older. * * * * * When I stopped hearing the sexy feminine click clack of heels on the hardwood floor...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Chapter 1 "Hey Scott, Fauna kind of likes you," Jenna said, snickering. "Hey Jenna, it hard to hear yourself over that echo?" Scott said as he caught the football, and then heaved it back to Ronnie. "Huh?" Jenna asked, puzzled. "Yeah, your head up...
Preface: Here is a game my wife and I have come to enjoy. It is our modification of the "marble game" (with many thanks to all of the people posting there own versions in the past). Ours incorporates many of the fetishes that both my wife and I share and enjoy (mostly with her being dominant) as well as more mundane choices, made more exciting by being part...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **Author's Note: This has an alternate ending to 'Flowers in the Heart.' It read the same as the original posting, until page 4. After posting the story, I realized that Scott was just a little too quick to accept his girlfriend's differences, especially...