The lights passed by in a blur and the cool night air washed over my face as I drove down the road toward the drug store. Amber sat next me, silently smoking and peering out the window while tapping her foot furiously. She took the Newport, which was smoked down to the filter, in her thumb and forefinger and dragged hard, inhaling deeply and flicked it out t...
Interlude Pete pressed closer. "No, lower..." she whispered, "your upper lip ... just under your nose ... press that against my pubic bone." Pete paused, licked his lips, and looked up at her. "What?" Chloe took a breath. "You almost had it. Press your upper lip against me, only lower ... so that you can just barely breathe ... you'll feel my pubic bo...
Trash day was a week away. I had just finished carrying all the junk back into the garage, when I was surprised by the big door closing on its own. For a moment, I wondered if I had pressed the switch, but then I was surprised by two new customers. On of them was violet, the other nearly neon blue. They only had two eyes between them, but they were both sup...
My wife became aware of my bisexuality by accident. Her laptop had died, and she needed to complete an online task, so she logged on to my laptop while I was at work. Her curiosity got the better of her, and she decided to peruse my saved files and photos, eventually coming across a portfolio of very personal pics, including some of me having sex with anothe...
Chapter 11: Tuesday, Again (still) - The Bootique Less than an hour before, I'd bolted awake to find myself seated on a metal chair with no personal memories to speak of, in a concrete room full of villains and stolen pleasure-droids. So that sucked. Also, my butt had felt like I'd just been reamed and, disturbingly enough, I'd been less concerned about the...
Thanks to Jon B 1969 for the edit. The avatar was no mere beauty. She was a work of art, a goddess made from light. "Holy shit!" Dick exclaimed. The hologram beamed at him with a stunning movie star smile and opened her luscious bee-stung lips. "Hello Captain Ransom," she greeted with a voice coated in honey. "I am Virginia Hansen, master program and proxy...
This is a story about a house on Devante Dr. otherwise thought of as Deviant Dr. Every house on the block had a secret hidden behind the door. Every house was a den of sins and iniquity. This is the story of the deviance in the house with the Blue Door. *** Katherine Bigelow entered her house and immediately slid out of her shoes. The rest of her clothes f...
James Haverstein III, research and production director for the Serious Cybernetics Corporation, bit down on his cigar end. The sharp suited woman next to him looked across with mild distaste but said nothing. Amanda Howard from the company's legal team was used to working with board members she didn't much like but Haverstein's cigar habit, even if he didn't...
This was the place to be; Damon Hargrove made a habit to frequent 'Celeste's Bar & Grill', a charming establishment, and even though no one seemed to know exactly who Celeste was, the place was attracting the new generation of financially independent urban hedonists. Always fattening their bank accounts off the stock-value of recent advancements in virtual r...
Patty's Story Patty was pacing the room, tonight had been a very special night. Her Master had brought her a present, a wondrous present. Patty didn't understand why Master had decided she needed such a gift. But the gift opened up a most wonderful set of possibilities. Master had owned Patty since she was 18. Over the years she had become totally devoted t...