I can't thank DarkBreezly enough for illustrating this story. Seeing pictures added to something I wrote is the coolest thing ever. And while I expected 10 or 20 pictures, he ended up making 65 images. Yes, it's awesome. ***** Chapter 1 -- The Wild Girlfriend. Monday. September 21st. 7:13 PM. Who had it better than Jeff? He'd be willing to take on all ch...
*Author's Note: The idea for this story comes from a reader who sent me a link to a story about a couple whose first 'kiss' came during the CPR the woman performed on him after he collapsed on the beach. She happened to be a medical doctor, so it seemed reasonable to make the female main character in this story an MD, too. I was amazed at how much the phot...
For such a beautiful woman, my wife is ugly as hell when she's about to cum. That was what I was thinking only moments before this shit all started. I was on top of her, doing what we do. I loved watching her as we fucked. I loved the sight of her big old titties flopping back and forth as her body strained under my actions. I got an evil smile on my fac...
Warning-This story contains graphic descriptions of robosexuality. If you're not into that sort of thing then leave this page now. Reading the previous story isn't really required-there's a fair amount of recap. -Ax Tabiya – The standard moves in the opening of a Chess game. A formality before the real game begins. Terminator: Determination was displaye...
Winston Bramblenook was your typical milquetoast. A seller of high quality, leather bound literary classics, his daily door to door grind rarely netted him any big sales. From month to month, his meager commission and almost as miniscule hourly wage were barely enough to pay his rent and the few small bills he accrued. His personal life was in even worse sha...
I extend a happy haunted Halloween to all. AGENT OF STALK IN L.A is the prequel to AGENT OF STALK IN PRAGUE. Whatever order you choose to read them in, both stories are self-contained, neither betrays the secrets of its sister tale, but I wrote the L.A. story second. PRAGUE was narrated from Clive Mercer's hardbitten point of view, but in L.A. I wanted Mer...
"Sorry. Do you mind if I squeeze in here?" he asked. "Oh, no," she replied scooting over to make room. "I've never seen this many people at a Little League game before, have you?" "No. But this actually the first time I've watched one in years so I really don't have anything to compare it to," he told her. "Is your son playing?" she asked, sure he was old...
Previously on "Midnight Movie Club" - Four college students cross paths at the beginning of their freshman year at Farragut College; military brat and film lover Julie Wyndham, laid back musician Cole Scales, modern-day flower child Eleanor Freeman, and kind and outgoing Alexander de'Armound. When their first college party is found wanting, Julie and Alexa...
Author's Note: This is a story I wrote almost ten years ago and had completely forgotten about, recently discovering it while cleaning up my hard drive. It was going to be a multiple chapter series; however, thought it would make a perfect submission for the Halloween event so submitting in its entirety. I hope you enjoy and vote favorably! * "Mr. Wilcox?"...
Hi folks, those of you who don't like longer stories should probably skip this one. Mikothebaby and I have done two or three shorter little gimmick pieces for the last few and we wanted a chance to stretch out and do a story with no ghosts or goblins or tricks. We wanted a story about people relating to each other or not relating to each other and how it aff...