The White House "My Fellow Americans," the President of the United States of America began his televised address to the country, "since September 11th, 2001, Christians and Jews around the world have lived under the threat of annihilation by Islamic extremists bent on global domination. These terrorists, while certainly not representative of the main curren...
This story was awarded Third Place in the 2020 Halloween Contest. Thank you to all my regular readers and my new friends who gave me a try and voted for me. For regular readers of mine, this story is nothing like anything I've published here before. If you've come looking for a shiny, happy lesbian love story with a Happily-Ever-After, as is my usual fare,...
Justine: FIRST BONDAGE * ONE Justine paused at the door of the shingled Berkeley house--built in the twenties, probably; mature pine trees, slightly unkempt landscaping like all the others on this residential block--ordinary, charmingly seedy. So why was she standing here, sweating slightly, so reluctant to ring the doorbell? Twenty nine, an associate pro...
Q: Why do you write erotica? A: Because if I didn't put sex in my stories, no one would read them. --Anonymous Part One. The Master hated these trips into London, but they simply could not be avoided. The Thief, so peculiar in his demands, would not meet with anyone else. This was perhaps understandable in the beginning, when he was completely unknown,...
Copyright Otto26 With grateful thanks to my editor, snooper. * Only one shot was fired and the attack was over in less than five minutes, but it was the most violent event she had ever witnessed. Young Henri, the boy soldier assigned by the Ministry to accompany her, was the victim of the single shot. It splattered blood and brain matter all over her, stu...
May 5th, 2019 “You left active duty a year ago. Any idea what you’re gonna do with the money?” his father asked. “I had a lot of time to think about that, Dad,” his son replied. “Yes, you did,” his dad quietly replied. “Six months of rehab learning to walk again is like an eternity.” “But the good news is I’m able to walk,” his son replied with a smile....
All characters are 18 years or older. It seems like it took forever to get this done. I hope you enjoy. Greg has survived the grip of of an event horizon, well a few microseconds. He has seen the thing in the dark space between spaces. Time has passed and the Blink Technology has been revealed to the world. It will slowly take over long distance travel. It w...
If you find cuckolding offensive I suggest that you skip to the last page, leave your caustic comment and avoid the pain of reading this story. If you want to read about a cock in a cage this isn't the story for you either. My story isn't for everyone, but you would be surprised by how many people find it oddly compelling. It's like a slow-motion catastrophe...
CHAPTER 19 GWEETO ROSELLI SPEAKS FROM THE GRAVE: The Morning was bright and cheery. I opened my eyes to see Beverly who was scrambling under the covers of our bed. I lay on my back making believe that I was still asleep. I could feel her big tits rub across my left leg as she positioned herself between my legs. We had fallen asleep while still in the nude a...
Author's Note This story was inspired by an ad placed on a "No Strings Attached Sex"website. I contemplated dividing it into chapters, since it is quite long. I hope those who read it, enjoy it. I am indebted to BrownSugar82 and Juicy Starchild for their editing which has made my story more readable. * It was three thirty on Friday afternoon, and I was co...