Eric sat fidgety in the metallic blue chair outside the daunting office door, with the name "Executive Mrs. Rose" in gold bold letters. The secretary clicked away at the keys nearby at her oaky desk holding all sorts of files, spotting papers stacked on her desk. He wouldn't even be able to know where to start trying to comprehend the meaning of all the num...
Hardcore Classics #1 (of 30) Granny Ass Lickers Dir: P.O.V. Rimmer USA, 1993 Porn normally lends itself to easy demarcations like vanilla, roughie, sicko or fetish, but some hardcore is different and transcends its visual straight jacket through imagination, extremity or, in the instance of Granny Ass Lickers, utter strangeness. Granny Ass Lickers is a s...
Ch. 02 The Transformation Just after two in the morning, Julie awoke, realizing she had to go to the bathroom. She got up, not bothering to put on her dressing gown, and padded toward the bathroom across the hall. She turned on the light and closed the door behind her. After flushing the toilet she washed her hands and looked at herself in the mirror. Her A...
Charlie Rokeby, now Lord Ashfordley could scarce believe his ears, the very house alive with tales of his Aunts success at the Bordello, of strumpets dressed as beasts, and the hundred Militia from the "Greys" being served by but six harlots with extreme promptitude yet each being satisfied entirely. Charlie had wished humiliation upon his Aunt for her wron...
Gavin had had quite a time in Vegas. As he grabbed his belongings from the conveyor belt at the baggage check and stepped outside, he realized how sorry he was that he'd never be able to tell anyone about it. While his adventures had nothing to do with winning millions or being chased by the Mafia, he was still confident his story was one of the more wild on...
Musings, Memories and a Plan Ann opened her eyes at first light, wondered where she was. Her eyes traced the rough-hewn logs that formed the roof of the cabin. Lying half-covered next to Gerry she looked across the way at the sleeping, unclad forms of Laura and Pat, beginning to recall the details of the previous night. "Oh my fucking god" she mused, "this...
Part 3 -- Off to Grandma's House The next morning Anne helped me make a fabulous Sunday breakfast and my parents were pleasantly surprised when they made their way down stairs. Anne and I were still in sleepwear, tees and sweatpants and very warm wool socks. I wore my favorite fleece sweat pants with the word Pink emblazoned across my butt. I think my dad w...
Here are the first three chapters of the story, please note there isn't much sexual shenanigans going on yet -- this is more setting the background and the character. Please leave any (constructive!) criticism! --- Chapter 1 Mr Thomas Lefone surveyed the assembly room with a familiar disappointment curling in the pit of his stomach. The same preened gentl...
Meet Sangeetha Serasinghe, a wild young woman of Sri Lankan descent living in the City of Los Angeles, California. After her parents died during clashes between the Tamil Tigers and the Sri Lankan government, Sangeetha came to stay with her aunt Meena in Los Angeles. At first, the young Sri Lankan woman experienced culture shock, which was to be expected sin...
Adam sat in a corner of the canteen, sipping a cup of what purported to be coffee from the vending machine but was, truth to be told, rather more weak than willing. It was 4.45pm on a Friday afternoon and he'd just completed his first week as a data imput clerk in the Finance Department of Woodchester City Council. So far the job had been enjoyable and the f...