Monday, April 23, 2018
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Short Stories

Short Stories

A Breeding Proposal

A Breeding Proposal

The first weekend with you was erotic, sensual, and left both of us wanting more. We met at the  Steakhouse- You were wearing a short black dress that delicately revealed your curves in all the right places- your fertile little body waiting to be filled by a man who can give you what you desire. I stole a few kisses from you from time to time as you took off your shoes and played footsie underneath the table.

The Moon and the Bees

Emma pulled her truck onto highway 2. She was driving erratically and often down them middle of the road ignoring the yellow lines. Two years of planning was about to be thwarted by clouds.

“Mom, I’m driving. I can’t look at my phone to find the clearest sky. Please tell me where I should go. If I get too close to Alliance I might as well call it all off. There are too many people. My permit won’t let me launch.”

“Calm down hun. We’ll get it figured out.”

Emma listened to the empty phone. She knew her mom was combing through weather reports and online maps to find the perfect place for her daughter to watch the eclipse.

Play Slutmania

By Maria Bordelon

I was pissed. This was the second time I had to get my new laptop computer fixed. I got clumsy and dropped my old one last weekend totaling the hard drive and screen. The new one was acting up. The sales guys said it was an older model but promised to update all the software and add a few gigs to the memory. They even added a five-year subscription to the “best” antivirus site available. The guys also downloaded all my information and pictures from the old computer. Everything looked good in the store. Anyway, the whole shmeer cost me $476.10, tax included.

The Discovery - Looking Back

The water was warm and soothing, but now it’s beginning to cool. You push your arms up, throwing out two streams of water, and grip the edges of the deep, bath tub.

You hoist yourself to a standing position as the water rushes and then drips off of you, and reach for the soft, thick towel as you step onto the bath math. You dry your hair and then pat your face, slowly working your way down, lifting each arm, and each breast to dry yourself thoroughly.

A Father's Revenge


This has been significantly re-edited to remove the most pointed out errors. It is very long [there’s a pun there I’d wager] but I hope you would take the time to read it and comment please.

This story has it all: cheating, interracial, incest, trickery, virginity losing, BDSM, and multiple impregnations. If there isn’t something here to thrill and/or disgust you then I haven’t done my work correctly!


Part One: The Discovery

Becky Hates Me


My brother and I were close. He was a few years older than me and I revered him. In high school he was the quarterback and he taught me to be a great receiver. Nate’s senior year he set records throwing to me. I followed him to the same college. We were close brothers and best friends. But a wedge drove us apart. He married a woman who hated me.


Cuckold by Mistake

Cuckold by Mistake

Honey Moon

My name is Lisa Kincaid-Mancuso. I’m what you’d call a freelance problem solver. No, I’m not a hit woman or anything like that. I’m just the one person people can turn to if they need answers on anything from changing their corporate image, to restructuring an inefficient production line. Don’t think badly about me. I’m not what you’d call a traditional efficiency expert. I show people how to do things better and faster. I don’t try and eliminate hard working people from their jobs.

A Change of Plans














“Summertime, and the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high


Oh, your daddy's rich and your ma is good-lookin'

So hush, little baby, don't you cry


The Hero













Becky could believe the sensations that his huge cock gave her as he stretched her tight cunt. She had had several lovers before but nothing to compare with this massive piece of meat!


Brad had had no outlet for several months. He had been deployed overseas in an Arab country training local fighters. There were no women around, no privacy to be had. As soon as he reached home he longed to empty himself into his woman...