It was a very, very, slow Monday night. Although I was the man in charge, I took the bar shift so my friend Phil could go to a concert he had looked forward to for months. There was no one in the place except me, the new waitress Pam, and the new money asshole, John. The thing about John was that he made his money the old fashioned way, he inherited it. To...
Part V A Risky Quicky She didn't hear from him for a week. She did not propose another date and neither did he. Perhaps it was over and done already. It had been fun—really fun—but, as they'd agreed, it could not last long and perhaps had already run its course. She bent over her zinnias and plucked little weeds and thought about the events just one week...
It has been about two months since me and Amy had started going out and I couldn't be happier. Amy was everything to me and just being around her made me happy. I smile and look over at her as I drive heading home for thanksgiving. Amy looked beautiful as always. She was dressed in a black miniskirt and a white tank top with her hair pulled back into a pony...
On Friday, me and E didn't leave New York until close to 1pm to get to Boston, which was bad timing on our part. A normally four hour trip ended up taking nearly seven hours. Still, it wasn't a terrible ride. I was incredibly horny all day because I was really looking forward to having sex in the hotel. E did most of the driving and while he did, I spread my...
The phone had been ringing several times off and on for the past hour. Mark looked at the clock again and saw that it was after noon. He had a few drinks before going t bed last night around three in the morning. He slowly got out of bed and used the bathroom and started the coffee pot and checked the phone. The message light was flashing and there were sev...
"We can go back to my place if you want." Whispered Cindy into my ear. "No one should be home for a while and I am sure we could find 'something' to do." I had met Cindy at the neighborhood bar several times. The bar being near the local college campus always attracted a number of single women in during the day. She was young, 21 or 22, long dark black hair...
**Thanks again for coming with me on this twisted love story. All good things must come to an end, and this must as well. This is the last chapter of Locked Up, at least for now, and I hope it's a worthy ending for those of you who made it this far and are still enjoying. As a reminder, this tale, like those that preceded it, is a work of kinky fiction. As s...
He couldn't get his breath. Did that just happen? "Pamela! Pamela!" he heard Steph say. "Are you all right?" "The monster! It was here!" Safely backstage, he rubbed his sated crotch and tried to catch his breath. He'd creamed himself. He'd only had to touch Natalie for ten seconds, tops, and his eyes had rolled up in his head and he'd creamed himself. Chr...
We haven't shared anything here for years. There have been lots of ideas percolating in our dirty minds but no time to put them to paper. So rather than wait for the time to write the perfect story, I thought I'd write a "quicky". Enjoy. * I lie on the bed, hands locked behind my back, legs spread and tied to the bed frame. I've been laying like this for t...
Background: this is a story about an advanced robot and AI, called N. This adventure takes place while my wife J is away on a long vacation. N is turning me into a cum slave. A few things that have already happened: 1) She has installed a nervous system interface that enables her to transmit sensations from various devices as though I were feeling them myse...