"You're a hard man to find, you know?" I heard behind me, turning around to see her there. My little sister, Stephanie. The only part of my growing up that I remembered fondly. The only person growing up, including our parents, who didn't treat me like dog shit. Suffice it to say that my overall first impression of the much vaunted traditional, nuclear fam...
Tonya smiled as she finished reading the missive from the Shlonski brothers. Apparently they missed her quite a lot (hence, it was a "missive" rather than a regular letter), but not enough to come home. The three well-endowed dwarfs were feeling quite at home with their cockies in many bums over in Gwendolyn and Al's kingdom, and so they'd decided to officia...
Author's note: I could have written this with a more serious tone, but where's the fun in that? This took me about five hours, with breaks for coffee and a bit of pornography. Nothing about this story is meant to be taken seriously, least of all the theology. ## Oh, fuck, yeah, time to try and pull the band! I didn't really know the band. I don't thin...
[Note to readers: this is unlike my other stories at this site. It is a love story, but it includes evil and cruelty -- Romeo and Juliet meet Stephen King. I will submit all five chapters within a single week] Chapter One of Five: "The Show" "Exhale and suck in that gut so I can tighten this properly." Even his voice is beautiful. "I'm trying, darling. Pl...
The sanctuary was quiet and still as my husband and I entered the church, tensely gripping each others' hands. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, squeezing my fingers and tossing a quick grin my way. My clit was already tingling in anticipation and my panties were damp. This had been a fantasy of mine for a long time and finally it would be fulf...
Father Michael Madigan is an old friend. We grew up together, went to high school together. I went to work selling used cars. He went to divinity school. We were young studs, and fucked anything that walked or crawled. Father Madigan (we call him Mike) decided to become celibate. It must have tough for him because he was the biggest whoremonger I ever met. H...
("Coffin Candy" is yet another true episode in the sexual story of my life. I am purging my soul. Telling of my past "sins" is part of my repentance.) My girlfriends and I attended some wild and crazy parties during our college days. The various fraternities usually put on the best bashes, with plenty of free booze and kinky sex. But the sex eventually got...
Chapter Two: "Loss and Remembrance" A world dark and asleep. A world for Geoffrey, spread across the night and empty of people. There are always some people up and about, aren't there, even at the end of the evening? Not now and not here. Geoffrey drives along a parkway, watching the streetlights move by smoothly and quietly, one every few seconds, an endle...
Holy Trinity - 3750 A.D. It was Wednesday on Holy Trinity. This was one of the two days of the week—the other, of course, being Sunday—that was designated an Energy Saving Day. Despite being in Mercury orbit and well bathed in sunlight from the nearby presence of the Sun, the Archdeacon and the Chief Pastors had deemed that the energy expenditure of the col...
"Look, I'm sorry, honey. I just want a divorce. Plain and simple. I met Joe again at the reunion, and well, the old flames started up again. You and I, we've been going through the motions. It's over, babe. I don't know what to say. We're over. I'm really, really...really, sorry. I'm really sorry, Dan. I hope that someday, you can forgive me. Here's the prop...