"Congratulations, Mr. Carver, you are a very lucky man. The X-rays show no broken bones, which is astonishing. Witness statements suggest that your spine should have been severed by the fall." "That's good to hear, doctor, but how is Elizabeth?" The doctor smiled and placed his hand on my bruised and aching shoulder. "Preliminary tests show that Miss Tate...
Welcome, gentle readers, to a special Earth Day episode of LST3K! Today we have a tale dredged off a 3.5 floppy found buried in the bottom of a box, in a garage. I applaud my reader who had the tenacity to hunt this up, and the balls to show it to another living being. Although, I'm still twitching a bit from the first time I read it. I'm pretty sure I'm g...
'Hey-elp. Oh hey-elp' The distress call came from one of the houses below. Captain Cock slowed and hovered in mid-air, his cape catching in the gentle summer breeze. 'Oh puh-lease.' There it was again. Barely a whisper, but the Captains super senses picked up the distress in the voice. He floated slowly down to the rooftops, concentrating his acute senses...
Author's note: Late For Work, is the prelude to Bus Girl. An anonymous commenter requested Bus Girl's point of view. I'm not a grandpa but I have one who would have scolded me. ***** I'm twenty-four years old and had never dared to leave the house without wearing panties. This morning when I opened my underwear drawer, I found only clean socks and bras. Ba...
I called her more than a month ago. I didn't have any dental problem at that time. I just wanted to talk to her. Tell her... I don't know what. Her receptionist wanted to know if it was an emergency. I said no, I just wanted to talk to Joanne. Joanne Pretty, that's her name. What a funny name for a dentist. "Do you want to make an appointment with Doctor P...
Note: This story brings back many memories of my growing up... Please let me know what you think. I had graduated high school a couple of months earlier. I was eighteen years old and it was August. In a month I'd be attending college in California. But, as I had done since my Dad had died several years ago, I would fly to Columbus, Ohio and visit my grandmo...
I noticed her from across the bar. About 5'7, probably 115lbs, in a pair of baggy jeans that still somehow hugged her ass, and a black zip-up hoodie over a tight shirt with an odd looking picture stretched over her breasts. Her natural hair color was either black or dark brown judging by the dark roots of her dyed blonde hair. Her eyes looked blue, maybe gre...
I noticed her from across the bar. About 5’7, probably 115lbs, in a pair of baggy jeans that still somehow hugged her ass, and a black hoodie over a tight shirt with an odd looking logo on it. Her natural hair color was either black or dark brown judging by the dark roots of her dyed blonde hair. Her eyes looked blue, maybe green, possibly hazel, they change...
At the beginning of the affair, it was meant to be a one time, means-to-an-end. They were both drunk out of their minds and sitting slouched against the couch. "Jason X" was playing on the TV in the background, but they didn't mind. She was more focused on how his hand would travel down her inner thigh and trace circles on her skin. His head had fallen on...
My name is Stephen. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I attend Carleton University, where I'm studying Business Law. And I am a sex addict with kinky needs. Currently, I have a Hijab fetish, folks. Whenever I see Muslim women walking around with the Hijab thing, I just want to fuck them. If w...