I pass you in the store and you go unnoticed, blending with the other shoppers and carts. Unexceptional to look at, a part of the scenery in the grocery aisle. Casually dressed in faded jeans, T-shirt and sandals, hair amiss, I pass you and you go unnoticed. Until you have gone, leaving the trail of your essence wafting on the subtle currents of air. A whi...
Author's note: This is a romantic satire, y'know. Don't take it too seriously. All sexual activity involves modern humans of age 18+. Nobody is murdered, not even those happily fucked to death. Feedback is appreciated. ----- randy Randy ----- I am Randy. That is both my name and my condition. (Sort of like my cousin's sweet daughter Torchy, who is always...
The more things change, the more they stay the same. That saying ran through Piper's mind as she doodled on the back of a notebook in class, one hand fiddling with her cocks through her shirt. Most of her previous school life was spent doing the same thing. KFI offered more titillating lessons, such as the seminar on masturbation technique and 'how to manage...
Lost Episodes. Those Creepypastas with lost tapes, one and only time airings, and other hidden content. They can be television shows, unreleased cuts of movies for the big or small screen, and even various Commericals. All Evidence is usually destroyed before the episode could be proven real. These lost episodes are not Creepypastas. They are not horror, no...
RECOVERING: ROUND TWO MaryJane Huffman sat up at the side of the bed. Her legs dangled off the edge. She tried to focus. Why did she feel so glowing, so thoroughly at ease? To reconstruct things she went to first principles: she was a slut. Okay, that part was easy. It explained why she was naked, fully fucked and dripping cum from her cunt. That was wh...
My name's Michelle Drake and I'm a psychologist. I love what I do, listen to people's problems and help them with their situations while getting inside their minds in a mental sense. I don't mind earning a living from it, I just love it because I'm a good listener and very approachable. As busy as my day was, my own mind was occupied by something or more lik...
Author's Note: I tend to write a lot of 'engineered' futuristic scenarios. Hopefully, I'll get out of this phase soon. Not too soon, though. This story contains hermaphrodites (futanari, dickgirl, whatever definition works for you). * * * Everyone has an addiction, whether they like to admit it or not. For example, in 1937, the (so-called) Great Scientist...
Bright light stabbed deep into my head forcing a groan from my lips as I slowly regained consciousness. I squinted against the light, trying to see past it, but it hurt. I screwed my eyes closed and tried to roll away from it. That was when I noticed I was restrained. Awareness exploded upon me like a bomb. I suddenly realized I was naked, fastened to some...
Brenda and Mona hugged and sat down to lunch. Over Caesar salads they chatted about children, husbands and careers as old friends who haven't seen each other for a while will do. Then, after swallowing another sip of fine Pinot Grigio, Mona commented, "Bren, darling, what have you been doing? You look simply fabulous. Is it some new diet or exercise program?...
WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. The a...