Christmas is a depressing time for me, not sure why but it always has been and as far as I can tell, always will be. Something about a joyous time that was never really a great time for me. I think the thing that gets me the most is when I see sexy little Christmas suits or lingerie displayed out in malls, and I have no one to wear it for. I have a tight lit...
(author's note: I wrote this at 18 years old, and even then it was meant only as a humorous satire.) My name is The Red Goblin. I travel the world battling capitalism. The media calls me a super-villain but I consider that to be capitalist propaganda. One day, about a year ago, I glided into Hollywood on my red broomstick-glider. I passed a baby in a strol...
Karma wanted to get revenge on her sister for what happened at the pool. In reality, it wasn't Gretchen's fault that Karma's bottoms got loose and left her bottomless, but she suspected that the bottoms disappearing and the top coming off were indeed her sister's doing, that and her taking advantage of the situation in the pool's locker room meant that Gret...
When I was in college it was always exciting to watch the beautiful girls all over campus. Each spring I stayed in a constant state of sexual arousal walking around and marveling at all the wonderful ladies showing themselves in their skimpier clothes in the warmer weather. Needless to say, I found myself masturbating at least a couple times a day every day....
My name does not matter. Who or what I am does not matter. I am not a man. I am not a woman. I am not an Angel, a God or a Demon. I am simply here and I have always been here. I am the chronicler of all that happens. Currently, I am walking around the remnants of the earth, looking at the aftermath of an ancient battle where the human race, the most magnific...
Dear MJ, I'm writing this on my tablet, in the backseat of your car as you drive to the airport, Felicia in the passenger seat, pointing out landmarks from a tour guide. I think she wants you to stay. I know I do. But it's my job—my privilege—to support you and I could never be as selfish as to ask you to turn an opportunity like this down. So don't think...
The Party It was a charity fundraiser. All eyes turned towards them as the Jacobs made their entry. They always did. Neil and Joe Jacobs made a stunning couple. His muscular, well-built body at six-feet two-inches looked commanding in the perfectly tailored black suit. His left hand was at its familiar place, around the slim waist of his wife's five-feet si...
Hello again! So Part 2 is a flop. Someone kindly suggested that my stories weren't quite long enough for the plot driven people, so the future installments will be longer. I do plan to edit all the parts together once I'm done. This is the first steamy installment, what with the letter. Also, there will be a lot of drama and one scene that may trigger some...
"Where's my darling grandson?" "He's upstairs. He hasn't been feeling well. Bridgette is taking care of him." "I bet she is." (Grandmotherly giggling) "She does a great job for my baby." "Yes. She's a talented employee. I'm glad she can help my grandson feel better. I'm more than happy to do that myself though, dear." "I know you are mom... so am I. Don...
This story will contain elements of non-consent, BDSM, fantasy/sci-fi anal/oral and forced sexual activity. If this is not your thing, then feel free to move on to another story. This chapter is mainly setting the scene. Things will definitely progress more rapidly in the next several chapters. Enjoy. Feedback is appreciated. * She was feeling faint. The...