Hello! If you're just joining me. Nice to meet you. I'm the M. in C.M. Moore and when I'm not writing on C.M. Moore's Ice Era Chronicles with my better half, I'm here playing around. For some reason, I'm into aliens with tentacles right now. (Take off your judgy-pants.) I've written An Alien Love (Book 1) and if you're confused, I suggest you go back and rea...
The next morning I was awakened by what to me had become a strange sound: the ringing of the telephone. As I went to answer it I realized with a start to what extent Paul and I had isolated ourselves from the world around us. We had, in effect, completely cut ourselves off from friends and social life, at first out of happiness with the self-sustaining conte...
In this installment, I'll be reviewing two films on VHS and the dancing skills of an exotic performer. First, the films: Fetish Fanatics #33: Girls Who Fuck Double Dongs (from Fetish Fanatics): This film is a hodgepodge of five clips from the following films: Mila's Vegas Fucking Madness, Love Bunnies #9, Only In Your Fucking Dream, Dirty Video Magazine 5,...
A special thanks to Barney R for his wonderful editing. This is the final chapter. ***** Brad immersed himself in his work to overcome his loneliness. Work had been his saviour before and he turned to it for solace once again. But something had changed these last few weeks. Things were no longer the same. Many a times he would look up from his work and s...
I hate bars, especially being alone in one. So, I make the best of being stood up. I pretend like I meant to be here, all dressed up, in a slinky, off the shoulder red dress, by myself. I migrate from the bar to an open booth, so I can people watch more easily. As I walk, I have to tug my dress down my thighs as it tries to ride up. Nothing is ever quite lo...
Sometimes I think how weird it is that I'm sitting at a coffee shop planning alien sex. But then I think... "Yeah, but someone has got to do it! Alien sex won't write itself!" Anyway, I hope you grow to like Sloan as much as Murry! Be well, ~M.~ from C.M. Moore *** *Chapter 2* Job number one. Sloan reached the coffee shop and parked his bike. As he...
Gnarly had his first night of truly good sleep since moving to Chicago. Stretching out on a nice firm Queen sized bed with the Queen spooning under his arm. His Landlady Naomi Carpenter had spent the night after setting up the furniture she had treated him to. Having been given a sizeable loan by her Bank for renovations. Not to mention and extra $5,000 for...
Reese Harley drank from the stream. The water was good so he urged his horse to drink as well. It had been a week since he had left Mrs. Dodd's ranch and he had thought about her often. He missed her lush body. The ride had been hard but uneventful. Long dusty travel. Suddenly, his horse raised his head. Then Harley himself heard the two horses approachin...
"Get back on the horse. That's my advice. So what if you fell off? It happens all the time." "I didn't fall off, Kelli, I got bucked off and stomped on!" "Okay, so you got thrown. I'm not saying I know what it would be like to come home and find my husband in bed with my sister, but I can imagine it and the pain that goes with it. But you can't just give u...
Out of Peoria: A Story of Innocence lost. Chapter 9: Love at last? We met at an office gathering, a celebration of some kind of milestone in the companies’ history. I can’t remember what this was because from the moment I set eyes on her, all I could think about was Heidi. Cecil introduced us. “I don’t think you’ve met our new Head of Special Accounts,...