Part Three: Another Fine Showing After my memorable experience of masturbating in the shower while my sister Stacey watched, as you may imagine I was incredibly excited and horny over what had happened. That same night I masturbated a second time in bed, and I'm sure Stacey could hear it in the next room. I made sure to get good and lubed up so she could he...
There are two ways to conquer a large powerful enemy. One is from without, using overwhelming warriors and weapons. The other is from within, by creating division through temptation, seduction, and corruption; exploiting their basest desires. That is the mission of a lone alien invader, and this is where it begins. The strange rock moved across the cold, em...
It was Sunday. I had borrowed my wife's car to pick up two new lawn chairs. I was listening to This American Life on NPR and wanted to write down the name of a book mentioned. While steering with one hand, I dug in the center console with the other, feeling under the CD cases for a pen. I pulled out random objects: a Bit-O-Honey wrapper, a folded Starbucks d...
This is part 3 and the conclusion, please read Lethal Weapon parts 1 and 2 to find where we are before reading this. My keyboard has a habit of skipping letters and doubling letters. I usually catch these in spell check, but I miss some, so please bear with me. Comments and voting will be turned on now, please be kind. ***** Martin grabbed the bag of catfi...
My sister had some nice friends, but tended not to bring them home, so I was surprised when Mom remarked one night that we would have a house guest for a while, starting Monday. "Who? Anyone I know?" "One of Sally's friends from college. Louise. Louise Trenay." "And?" I said, grinning at Mom. "Be nice to her," Mom said, with a stern look, but there was...
I hated my sister and she hated me. It has always been that way. Growing up Naomi resented getting stuck with me and I wasn’t any happy having her as a babysitter. When we were very young fights always started with us trading insults but they ended with biting, scratching, and slapping. Thankfully, we grew out of that by the time we were in high school toget...
*This story picks up not that long after the events of Ch. 02. I'm not going to go crazy out of the way to catch everybody completely up to speed every chapter, so read from Ch. 01 if you're interested in the overall story. Otherwise, just enjoy the sex. Obviously not reality for so many reasons. I hope you enjoy the fantasy.* "Miss Simmons! So good to see...
© 2009 All rights reserved "Chris, sweetie!" Lorna Kincaid bustled out the door as her son stepped out of his car. He stretched as he stood, giving his protesting muscles a break after the four-hour ride. "Hi, Mom," he said with a smile. He gave her a hug and had to bend down to kiss her cheek. Her head didn't quite reach his shoulder. "How are you?" she...
Dear reader, I'm trying to learn how to put my thoughts into writing. I hope you enjoy. Copyright, Apollona Part One I pushed past my front door and sensed that all was not good and well within casa de Xendos. Two unfamiliar vehicles parked in my driveway were the first clue. The fact that the door was swinging ajar also figured into this equation. I wa...
Chapter 1 The lead story on P3 of Saturday's Wheat Belt & Farming News, published six days a week in the town of Springwater (which accounted for only a third of the newspaper's regional sales averaging 51,470 per issue), screamed: 'Kisser Bateman to Return Home Tuesday on Lear Jet' The article mentioned that Mr Bateman, a former delivery boy on the WB&FN...