Well folks, we are getting near the end of this saga. On the one hand, a lot of weird stuff has been happening to me, Ozzie Hanswatter. On the other hand, some really good stuff has been happening to me as well; namely Leticia "Tish" Darling. I've been so busy meeting with alien recruiting agents and wooing beautiful blondes, you'd wonder how I had the time...
CHAPTER 1 Just before midnight six male businessmen and a young presenter attending a three-day conference on (big breath)'Empowering Executives to Accept Their Role in Collective Responsibility' decided to have one last drink before heading to their hotel. With wait staff assisting cleaning behind the bar the oldest man in the group, Perry Taylor, went to...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Also, this is not a 'stroke' story. It is a Romance; the sex is minimal. So, if you're looking for a 'stroke' story, hit the backspace key on your keyboard. Chapter 1 "Love, love, love the pepper salad at Dead End," Darren Richards said. "Love, love, lo...
[This is a work of fiction. The sroty can fit several different categories, but the main two are voyeurism and erotic couplings. It is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies, and as such, may or may not be, completely realistic. All events, locations, and people are fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is...
I like profiling people. Especially standing in the long line to check-in at the airport, there is nothing else to do. The terminal is dark and stuffed. There are people, people-fences, benches, luggage, x-ray scanners everywhere. The only interesting thing is to discover the gems of hot people in the masses. The counter for Air India was particularly crowde...
There are no graphic sex scenes in this story, sorry. I want to thank my wife and others who have helped me in writing this story. We have discussed and debated about my work here for hours. I have made a few changes before posting so any screw ups are mine. Thanks for reading my story and please ENJOY. ***************** I have been entertained by love abo...
Arlen looked at himself in the mirror, as he did every day right after he showered and dried off. "The same me again." he grumbled to himself. "The same stupid name, the same body, the same weird hair, the same face, the same dick." He looked at his penis in the mirror as he held it between two fingers. He let out a sigh. "Hell, it hardy gets used. Even I d...
I could feel the new Pack boundary in place as I crossed the line into the Blood Moon territory. I was in familiar territory as I ran quickly down the trails, my wolf enjoying his time to be free. The smells, the sights all telling me that I was home, yet in the back of my mind I knew none of this was mine anymore. That Nathan had died at the feet of his A...
Note - There are full names in this segment, but they are fictional and random, and only used to maintain a degree of realism. In the last chapter, my parents and brother had just walked in on me and my topless girlfriend as we were lounging around my dorm room. I had just spent the most insane, depraved, and thrilling week of my life with her. 1 "Hel...
Jordy looked up from his ape-like posture and nodded. Jenny never got use to the helpless look of his facial expression with that ball gag in place. The Farm seemed to use such simple tools that worked marvelously to subdue the hundreds of men. Hard work, hot cramped quarters, the slop-pad, the wheel, the beam, ball-gags and now the humbler were all astonish...