Bryan ran his hand across his chin as he inspected himself in the mirror, making sure he'd gotten all the shaving cream off his face. He'd missed a bit, as per usual, and cupping his hands into the warm water, he splashed it against his face before grabbing the hand towel to dry off. "That's better," he murmured to himself. "Fuck, at least I feel human agai...
NOTE: For those of you joining us for the first time, this story is a vignette from Rubirosa's series "C*ck Star." The chronicle focuses upon the private life of a public figure. As the most accomplished porn star of modern times, SAMSON lives out popular male sex fantasies on a daily basis. This story recounts our hero's youthful exploits as a lusty high...
This one might be just a touch, a tad, a jot, an iota over the top. The answer to that stereotypical LW cliché, that trite meme -- is not that the best revenge is a life well-lived -- it is a life really, REALLY well-lived. Enjoy. (BTW, if you recognise the accent -- it's not from there!) RAINE, ON HER PARADE "Damn, you're a hard man to track down." I...
"Prolog" A shadowy figure lurks behind a large oaken desk. The light from his cigar burned brightly, but his face, shrouded in darkness. On the other side of the table a young woman wearing military garb sitting confidently. She spoke with authority to the shadowy figure. "Supreme Commander, Poshterim is ours! The Autocrats have fled, we have control of ev...
Désirée showed Marshall pictures of her time at college the next day after their shift was over while they sat in the lounge. She had asked if he could help her with preparing for the coming exam and he didn't mind. He looked closely at her picture during graduation. 'You look proud.' he said. 'That's very attractive.' She snatched the picture away. 'Oh sh...
Authors Note: I wanted to post this because I think it can stand alone. It is tied in with my story Desperation only it's not quite so farfetched. It's in the same universe and has the same characters only-I hope-I've worked out some of the kinks. I went back and read Desperation and I thought, 'wow I wrote this as a final draft?' I made a mistake saying tha...
Thanks again for the feedback. Please send comments to either the email address or post it here. I like to read what people have to say about the stories. They didn’t sleep together last night. Jack wasn’t sure why, as their fun in the tub certainly was intimate and sharing the bed could have been considered a step down from the eroticism of the night befo...
A problem began for me as soon as I discovered the pleasures of the solitary vice. Since I couldn't make a deposit into nature's intended receptacle, what should I do with the stuff? It was sticky, it smelled, and it made wet spots on just about everything. Toilet paper (T.P.) provided the initial solution. I'd sneak small piles of T.P. into my room and hid...
This fantasy story is based very loosely on the comic "Sophie's Curious Perversions" by Von Gotha. That story took place in 1958 London. This one takes place in 2002, in Portland, Oregon. Chapter 1: Sophie's 18th Birthday Hi. I'm Sophie Anderson. I live in Portland, Oregon and I am a senior at Pacific Academy. It's a private school. One of those where we a...
"You can go now, Beau. We are finishing work for today. Put the chains on their pussies again and let them here for the night." She watched as the mulatto girl obeyed her. "Good girls," she said as she caressed one of the fillies. "You have given your cream for the first time; there will be others, because this thing is very important to us humans. Tomorro...