Playing Games Chapter 2 or Dick is Back, Jane is Gone and Harvey Hits The Spot 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 entertain...
A rather dreary London day greeted me as I arose in the morning, the grey pale light yet another reminder of the rather depressing northern climes I had recently returned to, but never really escaped from in my thoughts. A late night out with friends after a most stimulating discussion at the London Scientific Foundation dinner the previous evening had rende...
It was a typical suburban house in a typical suburban street in an Essex town called Woodford. As I had been requested, I left my car a hundred yards or so past number 42 and walked back. That in itself was a struggle as it was raining and the wind was howling. From under the umbrella that I was trying to stop blowing away, I saw 42 and noticed that it was a...
Author's Note: If you haven't read the first one, go and do so, now. I mean it. Really. Done that? Right. This contains non-consenting mind control and sex. Quite a lot of it. If you're not happy with that, move on. If you are: read on. # Queen of the Dead Fortress 2: Lord and Master # Nathaniel stood in morning sunlight on the topmost tower of...
As a successful free-lance author, George Boxlicker is sometimes hired to write copy for advertising agencies with clients who don't object to paying high fees. He likes this kind of work alright; it pays well, but the agencies, usually being on tight deadlines, always make more demands on his time than others who contract his services. For instance, they in...
I've very recently stopped believing in coincidence. Everything happens for a reason, and every person comes into or out of your life for a reason. Learn what you can. Speak your mind. Doing anything but only causes anxiety and regret. I had filed the memories away in the bottom drawer of my mind, along with the lyrics to Blue Bayou and assorted other u...
Watching her dress, stepped out of the shower, head tied up in a towel. We were on our 3rd full day together, and I was not tired of her yet. My job at the amusement park was in mothballs til spring. I had a retail job I would get to next week. This was the week of the year I usually devoted to cleaning up loose ends, finishing stories I had to submit. T...
Terri Marx walked on auto-pilot as she shuffled down her apartment building's carpeted corridors. Despite the significant rent she paid each month for a loft that had its own port for her car, it never seemed to be working. In fact it had never worked for more than two days in a row the whole two years she had lived there. Threatening to take her apartment l...
Author's Note: This is a series of stories based on actual experiences and observations at a local sex club. It's not a series; the stories can be read individually, but there are some recurring characters. ----- Some people are wealthy by birth, others by hard work and ingenuity. Then there are those from humble origins, who have great opportunities drop...
Last week, Jonathan Creighton created a stir by performing nude in The Dance of Darkness. While female nudity is not commonplace, it has occurred in the past. This was the first nude performance by a male actor on this campus. The campus has been abuzz since. We at the Daily asked Jonathan for an interview to explore how it felt break new ground. Daily: Yo...