"Do you mind if I have the radio on sir?" Jack asked, "I'd like to know what the traffic reports are saying. There are reports that there's fog coming in from the South." "No, not at all," replied Robert. "It won't disturb you sir," said Jack, with that he pressed a button and the glass panel closed him off from the front of the vehicle. Looking out of th...
Another work of fiction and fantasy. All similarities to anyone throughout history are pure coincidence. As always, we are all adults here. ***** The Bank and Trust. A small town place where small town people did small town banking business. Things moved a bit slower than the big city. Same people every day. Same business every week. Same old same ol...
Author's Note: This story takes place prior to the CATU novel Ghosts. Before the organization of CATU has been formed. * Everyone get down on the floor!" The command erupts from the entrance of the school, thick with a Brazilian accent. School hasn't yet begun at Reed Elementary School before the men with guns burst in. "I said get down!" the man yells a...
I awoke to warm wet lips wrapped around my cock. I closed my eyes again and enjoyed the morning blowjob. Small deft hands moved up and down my length as a talented mouth got me raging hard. I enjoyed every stroke and lick. The mouth left for only a moment and then something warm and tight pushed down upon my length slow and sure. It was much tighter than I r...
This story is dedicated two of my readers, ZedO and Harryin VA. They have used time to post comments to some of my stories with constructive criticism and contrary to general belief, I appreciate their input. I will also send a sincere "thank you" to CJ_Ed for her editing, making the story much more readable than presented by my hand. ***** Michael A f...
I'd like to personally thank those who voted for my submissions. I'm honored to have exposed my work to thousands of readers, as this is such a powerful forum. Hopefully, this next installment based on The Chronicles of Darius Flesher is well received as my previous submissions, Pudgy, Ch. 1, 2, 3. I'd like to encourage my readers to please vote, as it is...
A simple flash tale, with thanks going to Editor Dave T for making the fable readable. A shout out to my retired detective neighbor who helped fill in some blanks. All and any errors are mine and mine alone. +++ BURN +++ The room at the Metro PD station was an institutional gray color with obvious Government Issue table and chairs that had seen bette...
Chapter V: Room 127 Reasoning her way out of depression was like trying to blow her face off with an unloaded weapon. Usually, it was a waste of time, but every now and then she got a surprise. Night finally fell on Sunday. It'd been a long, long day, and none of it had been fun. The attention-stealing skirt and blouse, the heels and hose she wore that nig...
Harriet's satisfaction peaked as she befriended 'Curious Mandy' via e-mail; she learned that like so many housewives she had inhibited a strong sexual desire to dominate, particularly as she suspected her chauvinistic husband was having affairs with younger women, while she was trapped in a dour and lifeless marriage. She edged toward separation, and Harriet...
***Thanks asiansilk for coming up with the name of the ranch*** "Work on a RANCH???" I screamed "Are you KIDDING ME? I don't know the first thing about working on a ranch." "It's only for a year Halle." Chris, my parole officer said calmly "I told you one more visit to the judge was going to yield you a trip and the little stunt you pulled flying out of th...