"[S]omebody help me! Do I have to suffer like this, just to buy a pound of hamburger, and a loaf of rye bread?" ― Charles Bukowski "El Loco roller coaster; Adventuredome; the stroke of midnight!" A phonograph perpetually skipping, his mind played the cryptic communication without end. It was imperative he escape this one room cell, and arrive at the rende...
Sluttypet You pleased me well with your cloned cock in our last scene and I do so love to look at it hanging from a hook on my bedroom wall, just as I love that you await my pleasure, hard and ready, whenever I might call on you. Do you like my outfit? In my skintight, shiny black PVC catsuit, I feel like a cruel black widow spider luring an unsuspecting...
It was Ashley's 24th birthday! She woke up, felt her swollen, pregnant belly pushing against her swollen udders, and smiled. She carefully moved the bull's arm off of her chest - who had she brought into her suite last night? Whatever - and crept to her milking machine. The sound of the pumping would probably wake him, but that just meant he could come up be...
PLEASE READ PT 1 -- This episode is dependent on the context of past events between the two main characters. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I woke up to find her gone. I washed up and headed down to the beach to see her in a wooden rowboat, moving out to the mouth of the bay. Maybe headed around the point to the nude beach in the smaller bay SxSE. I checked on our...
Welcome to the fantasy world of Absoterra! It technically began with my story, "Erotic Dungeon Crawl," but didn't become a full blown world until my largest story, "A New World! Your Party of Hopeless Hotties". The more I wrote the latter, the more I wanted to flesh out the world, but there's only so much you can see when you read the sto...
"Do and say everything i tell you" Melissa's faint voice said. Kirstin couldn't have been more happy to hear Melissa's whispers in her head. Alan's open mouth and wide eyes were the same expression she'd seen whenever he was outraged at a suspects' confessions. This time it was aimed at her. She needed someone to guide her as she mentally checked out. Being...
While Mark and I spent the early afternoon in the house, I tried to ignore the beautiful bodies lying out by the pool. Eventually, Mark and I wandered out to the back yard and found four beautiful bodies lounging on the deck. My eyes were drawn to Jenny, as always, wearing a cute but skimpy pink bikini whose triangles of fabric barely contained her large, cr...
This story is a work of fiction. Only the really boring parts are autobiographical. Any resemblance of any character in this story to any real person is unintentional and pure coincidence. This may be a bit slow, but it sets the context for later chapters. ***** After about 30 years of practicing law, I thought that I had seen and heard pretty much everyth...
Author's Note: I know that this chapter has been a long time coming, and I apologize for making those of you who are enjoying reading this storyline wait. In all honesty, I had a few different versions of this chapter written and near completed, but had to scrap all of them as I didn't feel they work just right for the overall storyline. I also did my best t...
This is partially based on real events. All names have been changed to protect the not so innocent. Jack Dunborough sat back in his camp chair and sipped the cold IPA in his hand. It had been a fun week with the kids. They liked nothing better than camping at the lake, wakeboarding behind the boat and hanging out with cousins. In years past they had always...