It was the summer after high school when I met him. There was a football tournament (not American Football - it was Soccer) and I was finishing up my last year with The Stingers. He had come to watch his granddaughter play for one of the other teams, in a much younger age bracket. We were actually playing 2 matches a day, in a single elimination format. Th...
The Stagefor Kinky She was either insane or insanely manipulative; that I could take on faith. She (and indeed, she was a she; there was a femininity to her that a man could not replicate) was a seeming quagmire of contradictions as well. A flirt and a floozy, a jaded 20 year old tomboy, a bushido practicing tigress, a pitiless mercenary, a Soapland volunte...
Jackson Bennett had been in his lab fourteen hours a day for the past six months. He knew he was close to finishing his new drug and needed just a few more hours for its completion. For ten long years Jackson had been slaving endlessly to discover what chemical in certain peoples' bodies made them more prone to enjoy anal sex while others just couldn't stand...
"My Lord! Look at the time! 2:30! I must be going Mary Ann. I still have to get ready for this evening. Will I see you there?" Tonight was another one of those formal, business related Christmas holiday parties at a top line hotel with a huge banquet hall and lots of people, and which I adore attending. Mary Ann, a fellow co-worker and I were having lunch,...
I was inspired to write this after hurricane Sandy. This is 100% fiction, except for the hurricane. Hope you like it. * I was trying to crank out a nightmarish 15 page paper for my English class. It was a Sunday night and I was in my college dorm, working furiously, cursing my natural procrastinating skills. Classes had already been called off for the next...
I owe the conception of this story to homealone_447's The Attic. I consider this to be an indirect sequel, in that character's from that story are in the background here and it largely adheres to the alien's method of propagation. The rest is my doing, enjoy. * Denise stood vigilant, looking outside her window, observing her neighbor, Rebecca. Only a few d...
Life can be real fun. Well mine is. There I was on East coast of Australia. Staying at a back packers hostel. It was the festive season and being the southern hemisphere summer, sub-tropical hot warm very pleasant. The sea the temperature of a warm bath 80 deg F (26 deg C). Yep you've got it paradise. My fellow back packers were from all over the world. A l...
He walked by a quiet little shop, barely noticing it. As he passed a sign in the window boasting 'the perfect little shop for gifts' he knew he had to go in. His sister's wedding was coming up soon and he needed a gift He walked in and was utterly amazed. It was a sex shop, he walked into a sex shop, of all places. Just as he was about to groan, a sales lad...
It had been a week or so since Justin and I had done the ‘unthinkable.' That's not to say that having an affair with someone you work with is such a rare occurrence, but how often do people sit right in the next cubicle to the person they are taking home every night to fuck? Makes for a delicate situation in the professional life day in and day out, that muc...
So, just what did happen in the "elf brothel incident"? Goblin's Note: The events of this story take place directly after the events of Shifty Characters, and some time before Sea Slimes, Unliving Lust and Evergreen Forest, respectively. That said, each story is meant to stand on its own and in whichever order the reader prefers, so feel free to read on eve...