This story is entered in the 2016 Nude Day contest. This is a longish tale with anal, incest, first time, group, lesbian, non-consent and regular sex. Our group of amateur detectives must bare it all to catch a killer. * January 1978 "Uh . . . Uh . . . Uh," Tony grunted as he thrust. He rhythmically shoved his cock into the hairy hole of his coitus partn...
Chapter 1: I drummed my fingers on the table, staring at the pencil that was scratching away at the paper. The pencil was moving so fast that I wouldn't have been the least bit surprised if the sheet of binder paper burst into flames right before my eyes. Utterly bored out of my mind, I pressed the home button on my Samsung S6, staring at the clock. 7:28....
Bill eased his car forward until the tennis ball hanging from the length of twine touched the windshield, then he shoved the shifter into park and turned the engine of his Jeep Cherokee off. He punched the controller on the visor and the garage door slowly closed behind him, leaving the outside world behind. It was good to be home in his safe and sane refuge...
It is the year 50 AD; Roman invaders had set up enclaves throughout the southern lands of Briton. They had met with fierce Pagan Kings who fought bitterly against them and also showed the same aggression toward their neighbouring counterparts. One of these Kings was Alfred who had spawned two children, a boy and a girl. His son who was every bit as fierce a...
Happy holidays to all. This story is my seasonal gift to the many fans of S.T.A.L.K. and those of Clive & Nova in particular. It is the third in a series and continues the relationships and situations introduced in AGENT OF S.T.A.L.K. IN PRAGUE and AGENT OF S.T.A.L.K. IN LOS ANGELES. To fully appreciate the nuances of NEW ORLEANS readers may want to check ou...
Part One: God of Travelers From the tip to the bottom of the shaft, the cock was at least four feet tall. "Evidence for the argument," I said to Theo, "that size does matter." Theo laughed, shaking crumbs off the blanket where we'd had our picnic. "Pop quiz, Cass. What's the Greek term for the big weiner there?" Of course I knew the term for it, I'd just...
Jessica's Change Management Ch. 20 --- Week 4 -- Friday Morning --- I was still catching my breath after barely making it back to the train in time. I mean, my agitation was totally valid, what with all that razzle-dazzle that had been going on during the stopover. Remember? Matty and Fatty taking me behind that wooden shed to teach me the meaning of those...
Prologue This story is a rewrite of a story I previously wrote entitled "Coming Home." I have used many of the same characters but the plot has changed significantly. It is as far as possible historically accurate although of course the characters and the plot are fictional. The Nazi U Boat threat in 1941 was gradually strangling the UK supply lines and Me...
For the gang I worked with in the summer of '92. Thanks for getting my head on straight! Aunt Arlene would have been proud of Dan, he was sure of that somehow, as he realized he'd arrived just in time for the last dance of the evening. Heavenly shades of night were long since fallen as the opening strains of "Goodnight My Love" flooded the speakers. Dan w...
Sam Morrison stood next to his bed, examining the clothes he had set out. His travel bag, bought just for this trip and giving off a strong smell of new leather, was open on the floor and ready to be stuffed full. "Then to the airport and after that Fort Lauderdale is going to catch hell," he said under his breath, mouth splitting into a feral grin. The ce...