Just for some context, this story was inspired by the article of the same name, written by a friend of mine. But I should note: any similarities to any persons living or dead is purely a coincidence. Would I lie? God Hates.... Superman? A story of Sean Ryan. Security specialist Sean Aloysius Patricus Ryan did not like working science fiction conventions...
This story is dark. Hurtling along in the dark midnight hours at 75 miles per hour, down a long straight stretch of Arizona Interstate 10-a road to nowhere in particular and everywhere specifically-I become lulled by the monotony of the ride. I'm Bill Dolezol. I'm about 6' around 200 pounds, a little bit overweight, sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. I began...
Categories: Consensual, Implied Non-consensual, Group, Implied Violence, Love. 32. The next evening Maddy was a bit angry with me, "You could have warned me about Conchita's kicking, I was holding the punch bag and her punches were quite good but when I asked her to kick she knocked me on my ass, and that bitch Carmen laughed, but Conchita was all apol...
They'd been flirting for a while now, and as he was the last patient of the day, she didn't have to worry about Dr. Rosenthal coming out and catching them, so she simply enjoyed the moment. He was everything she liked, smart, funny, athletic, in his late twenties, and judging from the way he dressed, pretty well off, to boot. Which is why his appointment mad...
This story contains a fictional, though fairly realistic, actual pretrial and trial scenario in a state family court in the United States. If legal drama isn't your thing you won't like it. Maybe you won't like it for other reasons too, but at least you're warned about that one! * As I watched my wife, Amy, of three years having her pussy reamed by an uppe...
"Max, I'm going for a coffee want me to bring you one?" Ed Martin, aka the bondsman, asked as he walked toward the door of our small office. "No thanks Ed," I replied. "The coffee from my Mr. Coffee is fine with me. I'm not really a big fan of designer coffee. Too many years of bad coffee." I replied. "Yeah, you haven't been out long enough to develop a ta...
For most men the choice would have been simple, but like Michele, Barry was less than satisfied with his marriage as he too was longing for something more out of his life. He knew that Michele was not happy, and he wanted to do anything he could to save what was left of his marriage. Now here before him was the chance to be both rich, and in his mind, show h...
This is the second installment of what I hope will be a full novel. No editor in shining armor has presented him/herself (hint) so please forgive the errors that I know must still be here. It is my first effort and that's not an excuse but it may buy me some understanding. Your votes are very welcome as is your feedback. asianToy ***** Jenny sat in the p...
Ch. 09: Scientia Sexualis I bowed to his will. After I confessed my desire for him, for what he did to me when we slept together, something changed. I did not lose my mind and become his soulless slave. Nor did I become a weaker or a lesser woman. But I did give my body to him and allowed him to craft my performance in ways that pleased him. Because that wa...
The night sounds and smells traveling on the air told April that it was truly summer in Mississippi. The traffic, just off the clinic grounds, told her it was highway 90 running there. It was the same as everything else at the clinic. The highway was the old version of highway 90. The one that wound it's way through town, not the new one that by passed, the...