Author's note: This tale features a brain-damage fetish, unorthodox sex, and unstable people over age 18. This story is sexual but not really erotic, and is NOT for the squeamish, although nobody is forced, harmed, or trepanned here. I aimed the power drill at my forehead and pulled the trigger. The motor spun up to speed like a solid dust-devil. My future...
A much needed break they said. Ha, I thought! What did they know? But before I knew it, I was packed and jetting out. A week by myself and a chance to recharge my batteries. Ok, so maybe I had been overdoing things at the office. Maybe this week by the sea would help clear the cobwebs. Rejuvenate my weary soul and inspire me to greater things. I arrived lat...
Kurt had even organised the return flight so that we could spend more time at the lodge on Wednesday morning. The helicopter would drop the rest of us off at Maple Lake beside our property, well before 1pm. The crew were taking Ken back to the airport with them, to drop the convertible back to Lakeside or Rome. Now I understood why Kurt had been talking to K...
The warm air of Texas is a relief after the cold northern breezes in the early part of the trip. The Harley has been running smooth for almost 2000 miles. I had to keep removing articles of clothing as I progressed south. Now I was left wearing my blue jeans and a white T-shirt, leather boots on my feet and a small black helmet covering my head. The rest of...
Kris saw it out of the corner of his eye as he drove down the old dirt road, a building just peeking over the top of the mountain’s shoulder. He stopped the jeep and pulled out his roadmap and compared it with his jeep trail guidebook. Didn’t look like there was a road heading up that way but what he could see was intriguing. He started driving down the ro...
While John and Kandy were sitting at the supper table, Kandy looked at John and said, "I have a confession to make." John took a drink of his coffee and said, "You do, what kind of confession?" Kandy swallowed hard and said, "Do you remember how reluctant I was to the idea of swinging?" John replied, "Oh yes, I thought you would kick my ass and make me s...
Standard disclosure: all fictional characters, all over 18. This is a personally produced work. Any questions, contact the author. Enjoy. ***** I awoke the next morning, slowly remembering the events of the night before. I found it strange that I didn't really consider any of it to be weird. Unexpected sure, but still not really wrong. It was, right. It wa...
The Xanthos settled quietly to the surface of Omthal, her plasma powered magnetic engines emitting a muted whine as they fought against the planet’s gravitational field. She carried a survey crew of three, who’s orders were to map this four thousand sardecs of the planet, catalogue the flora and fauna, and select at least three colonization sites. The coloni...
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I've got to stop. I'm breathing so hard, I think I'm going to have a heart attack. I'm hoping a few minutes of breathing space, will let me figure this out. I've never seen anything like what I've just seen, heard, or felt. I feel a small part of me has lived, and died all within the span of a few short hours. I've seen things that no one should see, and fel...