Hi. My name is Bud. It is really Billy Bob, but everyone calls me Bud. It sounds like mud. I live way up at the end of Calders draw. Momma said we have been there forever. I think she thinks that is a good thing. Our house is like most in the back country, it is a log house set up high above the crick with rock supports that keep it in place, most of the ti...
I used to work at this software company in Massachusetts, let's call it Intertrode. It was about 6 years ago that I left, but I still keep in touch with a lot of the guys there. This one guy – a Russian programmer named Alex – is kind of a tool, but he's an alright guy. He's always writing me about all this crazy crap he gets himself into. Well, I got this...
Shelly had never had this done to her before and couldn't believe how nice it felt, how wonderful. She lay there naked on bed, Ron's bed, wearing just the tan elastic ankle support on her right ankle and a similarly colored elastic wrist brace on her left wrist, staring blankly up at the ceiling, as orgasm after orgasm went through her. Ten minutes or so la...
The doorbell rang, as Melissa knew it would, just as she stepped into the shower, her fingers on the temperature dial. It was almost as if they had some camera in her house allowing them to choose the most inappropriate and intrusive second to bother her. For a moment, just a moment, Melissa hesitated. She could ignore them, as most people did. But why shoul...
The yellow object shifted slightly as the cats paw pushed on it. The cat’s ears pricked forward in surprise. The floor wasn’t supposed to shift like that. Floors were things that stood still, that didn’t move for any reason. Yet this thing, which was apparently not a floor, had defied all the rules of the small universe the cat knew and had shifted when the...
I stormed out of the house, letting the door slam shut on my girlfriend's steadily raising voice, cutting her off midway through yet another insult. I was angry, embarrassed, betrayed; another night spent setting up a romantic night, all gone to waste. I pull open the door to my car, slide in and slam the door as if it was the one I was mad at. She was late...
All characters in this story are over the age of eighteen when engaging in sexual experimentation. Oh, and if you don't like interracial sex, this story is NOT for you. I delete all nasty emails so save yourself and me the trouble. * Dear Diary, Sorry that I haven't written lately, but it has been a most amazing time at college. After eighteen years of be...
(Note: Thanks to Ruzie D for the edit.) * I can't quite describe it but I'll try. It looked like a giant catfish meets a slug meets a whale. It sat in this pool of water. . .or sort of what I thought was water. It had these large, wide black eyes set in the side of its head, like big, shiny bowling balls. I can't tell what color it was; I think dark gray...
It had taken Matilda almost another month to come to grips with her new situation. Almost every night, someone would deserve a reward. So the poor baroness would either end up with a dick rummaging up her butt, or her tongue up some woman's holes. Occasionally a man would win the reward and request her mouth instead. If a guy did that, Matilda would suck his...
When she decided not to enter Rats apartment she took the stairs to the ground floor and left the building. Her mind was in a completely clouded state, it felt like she was intoxicated, when you feel separated from the rest of the world but somehow still available to function on a really basic level, trying to coordinate your moves in order not to fall. She...