Copyright 2004 hammingbyrd7 Chapter 1. "A little lower Matt... Lower still... Ah, that's right, right down to my tailbone. Perfecto! Don't stop until I say stop, and I might not say stop for a long while..." Matt and Kathy were lying in bed in their tesseract, a thousand miles below the lunar surface. It was bedtime after a very busy Friday, six weeks aft...
Susan first appeared in Entertaining at Home. Other characters mentioned joined the story in subsequent episodes of Entertaining at Large. It has been a while since I've last been able to post so there are brief mentions of most of the characters I've created. I've missed them. If you like the look of them, you can find more in the earlier chapters. Comments...
The complex was quiet, the paths dark, only one woman swam laps in the pool. I slipped into the hot tub, a plastic glass of wine by my elbow and wondered when my frenzy might subside. She'd been especially immodest that evening. Before she'd left at the dinner hour, she'd primped and primed herself, stripping out of tailored slacks and conventional blouse r...
The Melinda 109: A Little Shop Story PART ONE "I can't believe it's here!" Webb said excitedly. Soapy shook his head, as Plato and Cato dismembered the packing case, and pulled Melinda 109 out. She was something-five seven or maybe five eight inches tall. Blonde. Icy sapphire eyes. Beautiful face, much like Mary Hart from Entertainment Tonight, but with mu...
[This is a work of fiction, set up in an Indian environment. It tells the fictitious story of a twenty-nine-year-old housewife who is eager for motherhood when it remained elusive even after six years of marriage. In the run up to that fulfillment, she falls into the clutches of a perverted friend of the family head, a man who is almost double her age. The...
Chapter 5: Beth's Lust Grows Beth stepped up to her bedroom window, peering out the blinds making sure her husband had left. Titus' motorcycle was pulled off the driveway. His bike was loud and Frank across the street had complained about the late hours he kept. She'd heard him arrive home sometime after five this morning. His bartending shift had ended at...
There was a burning in my chest, and as I shot upright, I felt the overwhelming urge to throw up. I cast a panicked look around, then leaned over the edge of the cart in which I was apparently being carried, and retched, spewing a thick, green bile out in painful, heaving spurts. "Fuck, stop for a sec!" Casey called out, and I felt a pair of arms wrapping...
Warning: You might discover typos, grammatical errors, misspellings, and other flaws in the following writing. If this offends you or you feel the need to feel superior and point out every error please stop reading now. Thank you. ***** Wednesday We woke up about the same time. Ann looked into my eyes and said, "Morning lover. Know what time it is?" I th...
By Daniel Quentin Steele © 2011 Author's note: Let me start with a warning to readers. This is not a complete story. It's a fragment. If you want a complete story, don't start this one. I decided to post this because I felt some readers might be curious about how the story of the Donnallys – Paul and Paula – detailed in the next to last published chapter of...
"Ngggh," Francesca groaned, as she stretched and let out a tired yawn. I smirked, as it was the second time in the last minute. "Admit it. You're sleepy," I stated flatly, but she shook her head with defiance. "Am not," she shot back, and I regarded her child-like resistance with curiosity. Just a few short hours ago, I was marveling at how quickly s...