This was supposed to be a Halloween Contest story but real life interfered and I didn't get to submit it until now. I still think it's a good story, tell me what you think. Be warned, no violence, no attempt at world domination, no graphic sex. Just a story. ............................................ They didn't want to go to the party. He had been out o...
It was here, Friday the 9th and it was the first visit of the senior disciplinarian in the new set up, Mr. Broadwood from Calder House, all had to be available from11.00 and no staff allowed on the stairs or corridor from 10.00. Everyone understands the need to have a Maintenance Day, most of the live in staff are dealt with by Mr. Brown. The ones dealt wi...
Comics, opatsy walker, hellcat, tit fuck, anal, cum This story is inspired by Defenders 56, in which Bruce Banner saves Patsy Walker (Hellcat) from radiation poisoning. When she wakes up, she says, "When the right time comes, you're gonna find out just how grateful Patsy Walker can be!" It's a super-brief moment, but one filled with a surprisingly clear sex...
Sorry for the delay in this, I hit not one but two breaks in logic that I had no idea how to fix at first. I hope my solution works for all of you. Please let me know if you like it, don't like it, or if there are still places that get confusing. I think I've fixed it now, but I ran the risk of it seeming cut together. I answered some of the questions you al...
After finishing her classes at York on Tuesday afternoon, 'Goth-looking' Camilla packed her bags and left Candice's apartment, reminding the lover she was dumping that, only if Candice got Don's pistol out of Camilla's locker in Club Ritz, and used it to shoot Carrie, would Camilla come back to Candice. As 'Goth-looking' Candice watched Camilla take her bag...
No sooner had the key turned off in the ignition than I saw disaster about to strike. Snatching open the car door, I raced across the street. "Wait!" I yelled as I Olympic-hurdled a lawn sprinkler. Three feet up a ladder, Mrs. Kemp turned to look at me. She smiled and stepped back down. "Hey, Jimmy. When did you get home?" Panting to catch my breath, I g...
My name is Jim Watson. At the time of this story I was thirty-five years old and going through one of the worst times in my life, so far. The day after I had pledged almost everything I owned to finance a business deal, I had a heart attack which landed me in the hospital for thirty-six days and unable to work for almost six months. The people I was doing bu...
It was nice to finally meet everyone, in person. We'd all known one another for years, but time and distance had made it virtually impossible to actually meet other than through the internet, and the occasional 'web-cam' chats. "What the hell is that anyway?" Dawn asked curiously. I'd been working on an idea, finally taking it from off the drawing board an...
To the reader: All sexually active characters are age eighteen or older. Text length: 6000 words (approximately 10 book pages) My buddy Craig couldn't get away from his family duties that Saturday evening, so I was out hunting jackrabbits alone in the sagebrush hills above my folks' farm. When I say 'above' I mean twenty miles north, up on the ridge, whe...
To everyone's surprise, Larry fit seamlessly into the unorthodox household. After his initial discomfiture, he seemed to enjoy the idea of using his old house as a kind of private sanitarium to recover from his injuries and regain his strength. And what man would object to two lovely women tending to his every need? He became more adept at handling his crutc...