Lorna's Journals (Part Six) The night had come and Phil and Raymond's luxury Thames flat was fully illuminated to any voyeurs who just might be looking in our direction. I was certain I could see figures in various windows in other apartments in the building staring our way and watching all we did to my dear naked Rex! My passionate inner voyeur was raging...
After their brief conversation about Nina's run last night, she and John sat down to breakfast before he left for work. Immediately afterwards, Nina decided to put the phone number of her new friend Blake White to good use. "Hi Blake, it's me, Nina from last night." she greeted Blake over the phone. "How are things going for you?" "Doing good Nina. Any pla...
My Mazda RX-7 was a weekend project while I worked on the car lot, a fixed wreck that's now indomitable, painted black, a vehicle for my plans. One, learn a trade. Done. Two, get a car. Done. Three, leave. Done. Four, find Donovan. Inconsequential. Plan four killed me. I drove around the country pursuing it. Took the money I had leftover from the...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Twenty-Three. 2003. Part B. (September.) Simon, mid-twenties. Night Porter. I expected to have completed my assignment by mid-afternoon at the latest so despite the distance hadn't bothered to book overnight accommodation. The litigation turned out to be a far more complex c...
Tunnel Rat 'Robin' It was hot. It was always hot. It was humid as always, and the bugs were fierce. He had welts on welts, and yet this was his preferred attire when crawling in the tunnels looking for the gooks. He was always at risk of being shot at close range, because the tunnels were so pitch black and hiding places and booby traps and bungie pits were...
Mustrum Ridcully, longest serving Archchancellor in Unseen University's thousand year history, looked down at the small pile of documents on his desk. He shook his head. His world was trembling, he thought, but whether because its foundations were about to collapse or because it was poised to shoot forward into the future remained to be seen. He looked up at...
Eric Lensherr, the man known as Magneto stood atop the city of San Francisco. He looked down at the world of ordinary mortals. He smiled. Ever since he had discovered that he was different from mundane humans, Magneto had fully embraced his heritage. He was not an ordinary human being but a member of the evolving race of super-humans known as the mutants. M...
This is the first story in a short series of true stories about a fetish that has developed over the course of a few years. The series was presented to me by my friend, Jeff and to him, I dedicate the stories. The stories are not in chronological order, as they happened. No names or places have been changed. ************************************ Because C...
I want to thank all who commented on my last piece, I am sorry it has taken so long to follow it up! This is the second part of my shower room escapades with Bethan, who plays the part of herself in this story. I recommend you go back and read the first part before starting here. This story is really an exploration of my own cum fetish, so be warned: the...
The Ancient One looked at the sky, and it was a dull shade of dark gray, as it had been for the four hundred and seventeen years since the Apocalypse. Man unleashed nuclear winter upon the planet Earth, effectively decimating much of the world's flora and fauna. One of the species to survive this mess is of course Humanity, and the other is the Race of the V...