Sophia and her husband Blake lay there in a loving spoon; nestled together in a warm embrace, savouring their post-coital bliss and the morning Summer sunlight cast upon their skin; the crisp white bedsheets tousled from their passionate lovemaking; the remnants of Blake's sticky seed still oozing from Sophia's labial lips and the neatly-trimmed pubic hair t...
The special order parts for Howard's truck finally arrived at the auto parts store. He called while Gail was going back to her office and asked if she could stand a night at the ranch so he could get his truck running. "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful" Gail chanted, "I'm lucky I left my suitcases in the truck, but I'm almost out of clean clothes. I'll do l...
Howard was pulling on the handle to the second drawer of his personal file cabinet, when Aunt Jean appeared at side door of her garage. "Honey, Gail called. She sounded a little upset. She wants you to go to Atwood's office. She said you should come by before you go to work, but ... well, she did sound upset about something." "Okay, I'll go on by there now...
Foreword: I discovered Lovecraft as a teenager. I read everything he wrote. Later, August Derleth started Arkham House, publishing to preserve HPL's works and provide a place for the Mythos to continue. Over time, I read all those stories too. Then, I followed the contributing authors as they explored Mythos themes in their later books. Perhaps I got a littl...
"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" Cara's voice shrilled loudly. She'd recorded this ringtone a few months ago so I was forced to get up every time she called me. "Whyyyyyy?" I groaned as I answered. "Hey get your ass up we've got breakfast," she chirped. "Fuuuck fine I'll be over in fifteen," I huffed. "Make it ten," she laughed before hanging up. I gro...
Im Jay Atwood a 36 year old sci-if writer and widower, my wife died when we were 18 giving birth to our beautiful daughter, Nichole or Nikki for short. Since then. I've dated a few women over the years but could never really connect with any of them. The sad part is I'd rather jerk off thinking about Nikki and her friends then fuck most women my own age. It...
Sacred Ice Bucket Quest: Part 1 Ice bucket will travel: It was two a.m. and I looked about the scene of carnage about me and it was good! The bachelor party was a complete success and the poor drunk ass groom lay passed out on one of the two hotel beds. The other survivors lay either on the other bed or on the floor all completely obliterated, sleeping and...
I was about to make the call, when I had second thoughts. The problem wasn't the GBI, it was the local cops. The GBI would not get involved without the locals being first on the scene. The locals could spin it anyway they wanted, and we could come up looking like crap. Still, moving bodies and all the rest was bound to come back and bite us on the ass. I we...
Author's note: You know who you are, my muse, my sweet editor. This story is complete fiction. ***** He relaxed as the Eurostar glided through the rolling countryside of northern France. It was cool in the train, but outside the sun beat down relentlessly on wheatfields and orchards. He was too excited to focus on anything, and a bit tired. He could neve...
She awoke with a start. Her eyes focused on what appeared to be a ceiling as she realised that she was lying prone on her back. Her spine sensed a softness beneath her, and her hands tightened to grab hold of the fabric that she lay on. A bed. But not mine. She forced her eyes to scan her peripheral vision before turning onto her side, ensuring that she was...