The xbox flicked off and the television cut. The young boy who owned the console yawned widely and crawled into his bed, done with his colorful and bright hobby for the day. Inside the xbox, things lie dormant. Almost. The harddrive, containing hard earned save files and marking down skillful achievements, the characters of the games were there alive and mo...
Author's note: This story is the third in the continuing marital adventures of Jerry and Karen, following Aftermath and Limelight ----------------------- "Look at these boxers I got for you at Kohl's," Karen proudly stated, "Ninety percent off!" The Steelers were in the process of blowing another fourth quarter lead as I quickly glanced up, before return...
I was awake half an hour before dawn, and went out onto the balcony to sit and think and watch the shadows of the ridge behind the hotel retreat off the bay and up the beach. It was very peaceful. Nobody was congregating on the lawn this morning. No voices were coming from the adjacent deck. Rain had chased away the songbirds but had since dispersed. The sil...
DAY 1: THE TRAIN I took the train to the office three days a week. It was a grind, nearly an hour long, but I got on at the second stop, so I was always guaranteed a seat. The train was a good opportunity to catch up on the news, sneak some smut (and get too horny for my own good), or go over the day's work. I'm a partner at a large downtown Dallas firm, so...
This is my own little sequel to Faye Skylark's wonderful series - Katie's Favors, and it's my thanks to her for writing such a hot collection of stories. Thanks to Faye for letting me borrow the lovely Katie, Amber and Carol, they're an incredibly sexy bunch of girls to take out on an adventure. If you haven't already read them, make sure you check out Kati...
This story depicts incest, non-consensual sex, and abuse of authority as part of a fantasy tale, but it does not promote or endorse these behaviours in real life. All characters are the age of consent or older for their species. As the story makes references to plot and character elements from earlier chapters, reading the story from the beginning is recom...
The bed frame thumped against the cabin wall. The rocking causing it to lift it's right side into the air slightly; swatting down with a thud. Debris rained from the outside, pelting the walls with what sounded like hail. Damp with a light sweat, Katlyn twisted onto her side, jolted from her sleep, it took a moment for her to come to her senses in the hazy d...
Pete Hascomb sat in the waiting room of the Huntington memorial hospital in South Pasadena California. He looked down at his hands, tracing the soft contours of his thin fingers and small knuckles. Every day now, his muscles seemed to shrink. The toes of his left foot had slowly knotted into fragile pink nubs since he became bound to a wheelchair. His fat...
My name is Brett. I'm 28 years old and married. My wife and I live in a nice two-story house in Reno, Nevada. Sounds pretty normal so far, right? Well, it's about to get abnormal. My wife is a professional assassin. Her name is Deborah and she's the most extraordinary woman I've ever known. She's everything I've ever wanted in a woman - confident, smart, b...
Before I died, I was only really any good at two things: playing video games, and giving head. My parents split up when I was young and my mum couldn't look after me and work at the same time, so for weekends and holidays I was shipped off to live with Gramps, who had retired to a static caravan on the Sandy Shore holiday park. All his worldly goods packed...