“Hi, my name is John Doe. I am 22 years old. I am, what some people would call, a prodigy. I am also, fairly, socially awkward. I never really had a friend or a girlfriend. The girlfriend one is a huge disappointment for myself, because I’m still a virgin. Though I am a pretty decent looking guy, that wasn’t the problem. I just kept to my studies. If I wasn’...
Two women with torn up clothing revealing their undergarments, an African American and Caucasian, quickly ran into a room with a a powerful red door and sealed it off. Once it was closed, the women backed up as other people began to furiously beat at the door in a desperate attempt to get in. They were all pale, milky eyed, and sickly looking women of volupt...
The lazy summer morning was rudely interrupted by the sudden ring of your cellphone, a harsh enough noise to wake up to but even worse when you were having such a fantastic dream. Groggily, and with a little cursing under your breath, you reached out to the ringing annoyance and answered. "Nnngh, hullo?" you muttered sleepily into the receiver. &qu...
The Horned Reaper stood alone in the dank darkness of the long-abandoned dungeon. He sneered. Long abandoned. Being abandoned entailed it being occupied in the first place. This was no Dungeon. It was a tomb. His tomb. Long ago, he had been the most powerful servant of a powerful Keeper. In the name of his master, he had killed… Well… He couldn't remember ho...
*This is obviously a fantasy, but just to be sure, all character names are made up and anything related to real life is coincidental. Everyone in this story, including the animated characters are over 18.* (Funny side note, no matter how many times I tried to make up an obviously fake name for the character's job, I keep finding it actually exists so I'll k...
"Oscar Stephen, ou se neg madichon, mwen pral pise sou wou," my girlfriend Esther said, hands on her hips, as she stood over me, stark naked and legs spread. Lying on the bed, my hands and feet bound with silken scarves, I was all but helpless as the sexy Haitian diva had her way with me. In case you're wondering, the lovely lady just warned me that she was...
"Please?" she pleaded with her soft blue eyes. They were stunning, set in her innocent and youthful face, though not as stunning as her other half's blue gemstones. I stared at my best friend of seventeen years, searching her expression for any hints of sarcasm. "I'm serious," she reiterated. "Are you?" I pleaded with concern. "Are you really serious abou...
Lynne set the game up by putting enough quarters in for a two player game. She grinned with relish that her high score was still topping the boards. She began moving the joystick rapidly, jumping over the computer generated logs and frogs on the screen, attempting to get her frog safely over to the lily pads. She felt a warm shiver down her neck, and sh...
Jumanji "A game for those who seek to find a way to leave their world behind. You roll the dice to move your token, doubles get another turn. The first player to reach the end wins." Adventurers Beware: "Do not begin unless you intend to finish. The exciting consequences of the game will vanish only when a player has reached Jumanji and called...
It was a late rainy afternoon on Saturday. Alan was home alone and secluded downstairs in his bedroom playing an intense videogame. His mom was out of town visiting a sick friend at the moment. He found it extremely hard to enjoy and concentrate on playing the game after his much success sexual encounters these past few days. Up until a couple of days, he wa...