The day Henry P., a client turned a friend of mine showed me what he called his secret cookie jar, which turned out to be an album or a portfolio of sorts, my own secret life began. For a long time, I could not shake off the disgrace that plagued me when the new interests and fascinations invaded my life. Each wave of guilty pleasure, dwarfing any prior sexu...
Author's Note: As we're more or less at the halfway point to my little series, I figured this chapter would be a good place for a re-cap if you're just joining us. In chapters 1-5, Melvin MacMuffin, a lovable loser, met a strange witch, drank some magical love juice and became irresistible to women. The next day, he got a date with his secret love, Courtne...
"Hell's Bells" rang out from somewhere below her. She reached into the slim pocket of her dress and pulled the cell phone out, flipping it open. "It's probably my friend," she muttered to Athan. She glanced his way before turning her back on him. She took several more steps away from the demon before speaking into the phone. "Hello?" Her voice was cautious...
Jim Bob Jones was a true "good old boy" and fairly typical example of that uniquely American species Rutilius Collum (Redneck). He loved three things: Hunting, Fishing and Pussy, and pretty much in that order. His rugged good looks made sure he never wanted for Pussy and when not outdoors hunting and fishing, he was usually chasing skirt down at his local wa...
Tommie couldn't sleep. She had spent all day working but she wasn't exhausted like she thought she should be. She walked aimlessly around the halls of the Dreadnought; smiling and nodding to the crew she passed, though there weren't many. As she passed the mess hall a pleasant smell greeted her senses. The smell was delicious and the taste of it on her tongu...
It is Sunday morning I am laying here in bed touching myself, aroused thinking about what had happened. Let me tell you the story. Last Friday evening, I was sitting alone at home wondering what the weekend would bring. It had been incredibly boring lately and I wished for a little excitement to invade my life. The telephone rang in the other room, probably...
This erotic story features humanoid robots and/or anthropomorphic (furry) cyborg characters, which have animal characteristics. Sexy robots...do I really need to explain further? "Rubberised Rehabilitation" SHORT STORY "PRISONER LX78934: ENTER THE CHAMBER." Nervous and confused, the shackled man wearing a grey prison single-suit waited for the door t...
Christa tucked a loose curl of chestnut hair behind her ear. She was in her office, surrounded by the tools of her trade. Bottles of cleaning agents were in perfect rows on the shelves behind her. Book presses, paper cutters, scissors, awls, rulers, and miscellaneous tools were tucked away in clearly labeled bins. The thick blackout curtains were drawn tight...
This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. In memory of my aunt. A slut of epic levels and magnitude. And a heart of gold. There is no revenge and divorce here. In fact, this is a fictionalized story of a couple in the sixties, seventies and early eighties in Greece and the US. ***** "Mrs. Mavrides, you asked to see me?" asked Aris Adamakos. "...
His head spun as he forced himself upward. He was laying on some kind of cold stone, as he could tell by the chill running down his skin. Judging by how much of his body was affected by the chill, he also guessed that he was nude… and yet a strange warmth filled his being. As he focused his vision he was finally able to make sense of the world around him. Th...