"Goodmorning, master Goodman. The time is 0730. Weather today is fair as usual. In regional ne-" speaks my alarm's voice before being cut off with the mute button. I rouse myself out of bed, the lights slowly increasing in brightness as to not be harsh on my slowly adjusting eyes. I manage to find the glass of water on the night stand, finishing of...
A notebook has fallen to planet earth with the ability to change reality. Whatever is written inside changes reality. You can travel through time, change people's fetishes, change laws and rules, change societal norms. Anything you want to become reality can become so. Who will be the lucky person to find this notebook? What will they use it for? They can fu...
Don and Suzanne were very close friends in more ways than one since the four of us had been having sex whenever we got together for the last couple of years and since we were all bisexual, we had an infinite number of interesting combinations to try. The four of us were resting in bed after a particularly athletic bout one evening when my wife, Tyko, started...
Wherein Sandra returns with a secret, and the vacation starts Author's note: this is part 7 of a 12-part story arc which I've put under Group Sex (see Chapter 1). Like all my stories, it begins with character development and in this case, over several chapters. The chapters can have the elements of a number of different categories and I will try to give adv...
"My nipples are poking out of my t-shirt," Peyton typed. "Mmmmmmmm," was the reply from ‘bratgirl23', Peyton's chat buddy. "What's causing that?" "Just sitting here at the puter, watching the sun come up. I couldn't sleep." "Why not?" bratgirl23 typed in reply. "I couldn't stop thinking about my boss." "A real hottie, is he?" "No. Just the opposite. He...
It was late afternoon when they finally had the house to themselves. The evening was getting dark with the last light of a beautiful but cold November day fading. Isobel was in the kitchen preparing dinner for them both whilst sipping a glass of wine and Peter was stoking up a huge log fire in the drawing room. Hearing him come into the kitchen behind her,...
Author's ed. notes: This story is part 3 of 3 and does not stand alone. Please read parts 1 and 2 of "From Russia with Love, Part Dva." For the best read, go back to the first story in this series, "From Russia with Love." I strongly recommend you read that first. The primary characters and story theme are developed there. This is one of my longest storie...
Recently, my wife and I were staying in a hotel in Central Pennsylvania. We were in town for a wedding. The morning of the wedding, my wife Sue arose first, bumped me slightly and said she was going to get a shower. I would go next, then we'd head down to breakfast, then off to the venue where the wedding was. The room was dark, the large heavy curtain drawn...
Choose your character:What's next? John Donger, 18 What's next? John Donger, 18...
It was only a little while ago that you emerged from an obsidian shell and took your first real breaths. A few months, maybe. You stared with curiosity at your scaled siblings with leathery wings just as yours—some blue, some purple, some crimson red. You, on the other hand, inherited the same reddish-pink hue as your mother. Your father, an elder dragon of...