World War T is a series of independent, vaguely interconnected stories about different tentacle monsters invading Earth, very much an erotic homage to World War Z. These very short stories do not need to be read sequentially. Thanks to Tara Cox (organizer) and Rachel Sprite (muse) for their encouragement to participate in the Survival Revival Challenge - a...
It almost seemed like something out of a movie. There they were, two old friends in a new city. He, recently arrived and waiting on a new job. She, a long-time resident who knew the city well. A chance encounter in the middle of a busy sidewalk turned to drinks and dinner plans to make up for all the lost time. Over food and wine, they opened up to one...
Well, you get the picture. I might have been a slut before - oh, who am I kidding, I already was a big slut - but Jerry, David, Brian, Henry, Carter and Donald turned me into a downright whore, using, fucking and degrading me day after day, week after week. Instead of giving you guys - and girls - a play-by-play of what happened to me each and every day, I'l...
Author's Note: Just wanted say thank you all for reading and enjoying this one. Please know that through the most of this there will not be any sex really. I wanted the main part of this one to be a build up to what you can expect. I did add a little quick scene at the end for you all to enjoy. The next one will have a lot more... also should be out a lot qu...
There Comes A Time Memorial Day weekend was the traditional kickoff to the summer tourist season, but for Mary, Tuesday was just another work day. She tried to put the events of the past two days out of her mind and concentrate on her job, but thoughts of Alvin kept returning. When she closed her eyes, she could still feel his arms around her, and the ocean...
Chapter 4: Old Wounds, Fresh Blood WARNING: This chapter contains a reluctance/nonconsensual sex scene. Although not overly graphic, some readers may be offended. **** As they tear your hope apart And they turn your dreams to shame – I Dreamed a Dream, Les Misérables **** "Daddy!" Shannon screamed. The terror in her voice tore at Zach's soul. She was...
The woman walked up the scrub-brush and sage covered hillside; from a distance it was apparent she was having trouble walking up the loose shale and gravel that covered the modestly steep slope. She had a walking stick, a whittled cedar staff really, that she used assiduously to pick her way up through the rocks and brush that peppered the hills and bottom-l...
Thank you to Eviant, a wonderful editor! Lt. Col. Bradley Lawless, United States Marine Corps, sat at gate 34 at Miami International Airport. He looked at his watch and then out the window, only to see the rain still coming down in buckets and lightening illuminating the sky. He went back to reading his Time magazine until the PA system announced that fli...
I didn't have a clue how long I was out. It was dark and I hurt. God damn it, I hurt. It felt as though every square inch of my body had been hit with a baseball bat a million times over. "Concentrate," I kept telling myself, trying to clear my head. Shit, it was hard. It took a minute before I finally realized I was still strapped into my car seat, but no...
Of course I am writing all of this after the fact so I am skipping that which I deem mundane, and focusing on what, in hindsight, was especially critical. So forgive me if I don't babble on about my childhood, pleasant suppers, lover's spats, my wife's sexual attributes, or languid lovemaking. Our marriage has settled into the long run phase, where we were b...