(C) 2005 Rachel Gumm. You may freely distribute this story digitally, but only in full, crediting me as the author. Please send feedback to me - it makes writing these worthwhile. * I glanced up at Mark as he finished wiring two leads to a small box of electronics. The other ends of the leads were connected to a cold, metal dildo, which was strapped firmly...
The ion stream hit the bulkhead near my leg causing me to twitch reflexively. Damn it had been close. A quick examination of my weapon showed less than half a magazine charge remaining, I'd better choose my targets, or find where these idiots kept their power matrix outlets. Fleeting movement caught my eye, reflex swung the arm and weapon into line with one...
Personalise this story for You and your Wife. Paste this story into a word processor, i.e. Word. Using word replace. Change H1 to your name. Change W1 to your wife’s name. (H1 x 11. W1 x 18) ***** I told my friend H1 that I needed an escort for Friday evening, he assumed that I was going to a function and suggested that I take his lovely wife W1 with me...
(c) 2010 Mark B Garland "Hey, sweetie. I'm home!" Mark called as he hung his coat up. The day had been a long, hot one, and he was feeling horny. "I'm in here," called Joanne, from the living room. "What are you doing?" he asked, as he joined her. His wife was of average height and build, but her crystalline blue eyes and red hair still had the same incre...
Please do not make the mistake of assuming the "when" in this story. It could be 1970, 2006, 2030 or whenever. I've intentionally blurred the time frame so that I don't get a bunch of inane political comments concerning current events from the lunatic fringe of any orientation. This is a story with military overtones; there are no dogs and no corporate Ame...
F Self, M/F, Spanking, Bondage, Humiliation = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = I found this story on an old backup disk that I was checking for content before destroying. MANY years ago while I was in college, I got into a "discussion" with an English major about writing - specifically writing porn. Since I wasn't an English major, Darlene sa...
All characters are 18 years of age or older. * Jon stared endlessly into the white light of his computer screen, and corrected his slouched posture. He shifted once more through the tiring flood of emails and spreadsheets as he had done for the last week. He had sunk too many hours into another project, making sure Ghopper Enterprises had received their sh...
Saturday night. The bar was busy, as usual for a weekend. Though it may as well have been empty for all it mattered to the two sitting in the corner booth. Amy had gotten off the plane thirty minutes ago, and Jon had been there waiting, just like he promised. It was... awkward, like they always are after one of them has been gone. She'd taken the flight home...
A Note For My Readers, This story is pure fabrication of my fucked up mind, written on my equally, if not more so, fucked up Dell laptop. Now, my usual type writing style isn't that of a "quicky" to get you to cum as quick as possible. I try to involve a bit of depth and actually have as much of a story/plot as the sex involved. In fact this part doesn't h...
Hello and welcome to my readers. Thank you for your votes, feedback and comments on my previous submittals. It is always a pleasure hearing from you. A caveat: this little tale may change the way you look at a popular Holiday confection. Read on and enjoy. ________________________ "VeryMerry Baking Company, fruitcake our specialty, good morning, how may I...