Alex went and washed his face and then anointed his well-used member with the special lotion and returned to his chair. Dr. Smith disembodied voice asked, "Are you ready?" He nodded. He was and he wasn't. The thing with Jane would normally be something he would muse about for a couple of days. But duty called. This time the knock was firmer. "Come." "I c...
"Oh, how ironically, fucking appropriate. I'm in Hell for sins of the flesh, and with my flesh I must record my sins. Delicious." ~snick of a knife to get blood for ink~ To begin with, introductions are in order. I am Viscount Reynold Alexander Volta Chanticleer, called "The Bastard" by most. And the very first thing you need to know about me is, most of...
I was lost, which was kind of embarrassing. It had only been a few years ago that I lived in this city. I'm sure my friends had never anticipated this and had not thought twice about leaving me to my own devices. I wandered around the buildings. My friends were organizing a massive party of some sort and there would certainly be signs up and, as I expected,...
My name is Dr. Ana Breelander and I am the Millie B. Duckworth Professor of Cultural Anthropology and Linguistics at Laurel College. That's a lot to live up to back home in Tuckus Falls. Most of my family still believes linguistics is something dirty you do with your mouth. My passion is primarily in native tongues and pre-industrial tribes, but whose isn'...
You're suffering though an epic meeting in the conference room of your office. They're yammering on about some new product the company is going to roll out to increase the profit margins blah bah raise the bottom line yadda yadda yadda. The door opens. When they introduce the new product representative, your cock sits erect as your eyes roam along a familiar...
I shook the handle on the door, made sure it was secure. "Why'd you want to see me, anyway?" said Croc. "It's about Batman," I said. "We're rethinking some assumptions," said the other Harvey. "Shut up, Harvey," I said. "If this is about killing the Bat," said Croc, "it's been tried. I mean, his back was broken, he got shot with a time ray, all the Lazaru...
My car had broken down in the middle of nowhere, and I had absolutely no reception on my phone to call anyone. Grabbing my keys and my jacket I start walking down the road in the hope to find some sort of signal so I can call for help. The road was a gravel dirt track and I could feel every bump and stone through my cheap flip flops, the cold air chilling...
This story is a continuation from my first story. How I sink further into humiliation and lose my wife even more, if that's possible. Now the continuation... I sat in the living room on the couch and couldn't believe what happened. Did I really lose my beautiful wife? Was this just a game on their part? I was snapped out of my thoughts with the sound of s...
Adapted from the short story: HE WHO SHRANK by Henry Hasse First Published in the August, 1936 issue of Amazing Stories * * * * * ONE It was a Friday night and I was late. The new boy I was dating, Todd, had originally set the time to pick me up at 7:00 p.m. and I had pushed that back to eight. We had reservations at a steak house at 9:00 p.m. I didn't...
The two more embarrassing moments for females and males. In both, you're exposed to other people. In the first one [ENF] your tits and pussy are exposed to the onlookers, that check your whole body or they just have the time to take photos of you naked, and if they're men, probably they got a erection. In the second case, is worse, because the female onlooke...