Jason stared at Granny, dumbstruck. At the culmination of their battle, Pearl had hurled her at the ground with the force of a falling meteor. She had been broken and unconscious after her defeat at Pearl's hands. Yet there Granny sat, awake, whole, and very, very aware. And although she projected calm, Jason knew by now to be wary of her kind. "Right,"...
I remember as a child how war was presented to me. Like most children my first experience of war was through film. Those scripted pieces of supposed art that were as naïve as I was. Where the hero vanquished scores of enemies without so much as a scratch before setting off into the sunset. Oh how I admired those heroes when I was young and ignorant to the re...
After the strenuous and pleasantly exhausting sex with Dr. Kimberly Geiler-Callaghan on Saturday afternoon, I had expected to awaken Sunday still tired and maybe even a little sore. Instead, I awoke refreshed and invigorated. In fact, I was so alert that I decided it would be a good day to begin my outline for the project my EE master's chairman had suggeste...
Disclaimer: All characters are 18 years of age or older while actively engaging in sexual activity. This story is a prequel/sequel (sprequel?) to my other work, Alex & Alexa. As always, many thanks and gratuitous panty shots from Freja and Jeanie to my long-suffering editor and beta-reader for their assistance in polishing up and improving this work. Rev...
"Just sex?" she asked. Her voice struggled for control. A grimace floated across her face. "Yes, Liza," I said. "Just sex. It was good, but it meant nothing ¬-- it was gymnastics. She had a great body -- lovely tits. A bit bigger than yours I'd say, and firmer, but then again, she was at least ten years younger. But other than that, just sex. Sweaty exercis...
While I did have plans to go beyond the initial chapter of Stuck this has grown into something more than I was expecting, after Somebody That I Used To Know I wanted to stay in the mindset of those characters but obviously avoid a lot of the hardships. Ironically this final chapter of Stuck is going to feature a lot of them with the aftermath of the car cras...
No bitches burnt in this story and I fully expect to get some of the ever eloquent 'cuck shit' comments at the end of this one, since the story does take a turn down Cuckold Avenue for a time. I tried to create a scenario that might happen even if it is unlikely. I know most people wouldn't react this way but if we did what everyone expected there would be n...
[Author's Note: This is the final part of "Down to Earth", folks. Thanks for your support, and on with the show!] * The next few days developed a rhythm of their own, as the denizens of the apartment found their way into a routine that worked out for them. The day would begin with Granny coming back in the morning, right around sunrise. Telly would be get...
CHAPTER 1: STRONG HAND The cold water ran over Moralez's prosthetic fingers as he held them beneath the flow of the faucet, turning them over, flexing them as the liquid poured across the tread-like pads that helped them grip objects. He could feel the chill on the black polymer that encased the machinery and electronics within, as if it was his own skin,...
Paris Lelaire was doing what he always did in the morning after his breakfast of oatmeal and hardboiled eggs: shoveling horseshit. Big, steaming, fly-infested, green piles of horseshit. Even worse, this being the week of the Festival of Aurora, and his mother owning the only stable in the village, he had a lot more horseshit to shovel than usual. Lightwatch...