Wow, it was just pointed out to me that its been 3 years(!) since I updated this header. So, without further ado, an update on where things stand.
Stories in Process:
Girl Scout Adventures – I’ve started fleshing out Chapter 12, but it will be a while till actually written (see below). Islands of Adventure – The entire plotline is laid out, just need to get started on the details and typing. I Want My Mummy – Chapter 6 is started Arcade Games – Will be a 4 part story, with a possible later one-shot. Part 2 is about ½ done.
Night Teen and Lights Fantastic – I won’t be doing any more with these. If anyone would like to continue them, please let me know!
Over the past few years, time for writing has diminished precipitously, and I’ve found myself with a bunch of unfinished projects. So as not to disappoint any of my readers, I’m going to make a concerted effort to finish up what’s out there before starting any new ones.
First to be finished will be Arcade Games, then Islands, then GSC Adventures. Mummy will be an ongoing occasional piece, as that is my more experimental title. Please note, I’m just promising to finish
them at some point, I’m not saying when :)
new.!.!.! (mmm/fff) (84k)
(date posted: Thursday PM, December 07, 2000)
They don't appear on any map. I don't even want to think what that cost to make happen. No travel agent has ever gotten a brochure on them. No airport has a regular scheduled flight there, nor any boat a regular cruise. If any governments knew they existed, they weren't saying. International police agencies somehow never managed to turn their attention that way, and navies always seemed to find routes that left them out of sight, out of mind. There was only one way to get there. A gold card. And I don't mean Visa, Mastercard, or even American Express. You can't go out and buy one, it has to be offered to you. I got mine two weeks ago. This is my story.
(date posted: Wednesday, May 26, 1999)
As a CEO of a successful Internet startup, while my face was unknown to the world at large, it was certainly known to my employees, and it was tough to get a moment's peace. I had been planning this trip for months. Just me, for 1 week, in a small chalet in the Colorado Alps. I had made the reservations under an assumed name, and left all my ID at home. The only ties to my real identity I had taken with me were an emergency contact card listing my assistant's name, and a credit card in the assumed name, but tied to my real account. My assistant was the only person who knew where I was, and the credit card was for emergency use only, everything else would be paid for in cash. Perhaps I was being a bit overzealous, and I certainly never planned to get involved in what I did, but sometimes, when you can, you have to take a chance.
(date posted: Tuesday, December 4, 2001)
Sam stopped her own explorations, transfixed by the sight of Marla bouncing around on my lap as I continued to pump her with one finger while massaging her clit with another. The young girl was continually muttering "Oh god!" with each breath, getting progressively louder until I was afraid I might have to muffle her or stop to avoid alerting the entire hotel.
One Day After School
(ff, Mf, drug/sleep nc) (09k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 25, 2002)
I took the shoes off next, before slipping the unconscious girl's panties off. Her tiny slit lay naked to the lens of my camera as I spread her legs, then used my fingers to part her lower lips for a close-up. I couldn't risk penetration, not right then anyway.
(f teen vampire) (19k)
(date posted: Wednesday, December 16, 1998)
People have some strange perceptions about Vampires. Yeah, we're undead. Yeah, we never age. Yeah, we suck blood. But somehow they think all guy vampires are tall, dark, and athletic, while most female vamps look like a model for Playboy. In truth, we come in all shapes and sizes. Take me for example. I was 16 when I got 'the gift'. Ever wonder what it's like to be over 200 years old and not be able to go into a bar? Plus, what's with this no regular food deal. We can eat, it just doesn't do anything for us, nutrition wise. The other part is it comes out pretty much as it goes in, not the most appealing notion, so we tend not to eat much. Also, we CAN go out in daylight, but direct sunlight burns our skin. That's why there are a lot of us in London.
My Sister, Her Friends and a Barn
(mmffffff in various combinations, bro/sis, sis/sis (twins) (29k)
(date posted: Tuesday, February 11, 2003)
Even after what they had witnessed already, the twins looked a little unsure of what to do. Pausing from her self pleasuring Shakira leaned forward, placed her hands on Kelly's head and pushed downwards. Kelly got the hint, and pressed her lips to the side of Jeremy's huge tool. Her sister did the same, and soon the two of them were busily sucking and licking up and down the entire surface, while their hands busily worked between their own legs.
Tripping the Lights Fantastic
(date posted: Wednesday, July 2, 1997)
Hey there. My name is Mark. Ever since my teen years, I've realised I'm a pedophile. While my friends and I were at the mall, they'd stare at the 18-20 year old girls, and even though I'd be agreeing with their comments, I'd actually be looking at the girls' younger sisters.
I Want My Mummy
(?/f, tentacle, nc) (34k)
(date posted: Thursday, June 28, 2001)
Not everything that resides in a tomb is dead forever.
Girl Scout Camp Adventures
(date posted: Sunday, May 26, 1996)
I've been at or around summer camps most of my life, since the age of 12. Most of my life was spent at one place, but recently I've found myself moving from camp to camp, finding positions where available.
(Mf, ff, mf, inc) (70k)
(date posted: Tuesday, December 4, 2001)
Katya and I watched intently as her younger sister cried out in orgasm and a thin stream of moisture trickled out to coat her fingers as she let her hand drop to the bed and relaxed. I crawled up next to her and kissed her gently on the forehead, and her sister did the same after stripping off her pants. With Anna between us, we curled up and went to sleep, one half-naked girl, one naked girl and one supremely contented man.
(date posted: Monday, January 11, 1999)
A one shot short. Shoot. I've always had a theory. Any man who truly believes he can perform a sexual act, no matter how immoral, unethical, or illegal it is, will do so if he believes he can do so WITHOUT ANY CHANCE OF GETTING CAUGHT. This could range from cheating on your wife, to those so-called serial rapists. The problem is, there are very few situations where a person would NOT eventually get caught. I had the chance to prove my theory though. It came about through a case of mistaken identity. I had just flown into Atlanta on my way back from a business trip to New York, and was bone tired. Therefore, when I saw the driver holding up a name tag saying Mr. Markus, I didn't even think about identifying myself. The trip to New York had gone well, so I honestly thought it was a gift from my boss, a ride to my hotel where I was spending the night before I flew on to my final destination, Dallas.
A Visit To The Mall
(Mf, Mf, ff f 12, 13, nc, inc father/daughter, drug) (12k)
(date posted: Monday, February 4, 2002)
Leaning over to smell her fresh little girl scent, I used my fingers to pull her lower lips apart, leaving her slit exposed to my daughter's hungry gaze. I was tempted to let her dive in, but just then, Lindsey started to stir as the first dose of the drug started to wear off. Quickly, we replaced her clothing together, then I went into the bathroom to get a glass of water, knowing she would be thirsty.
Arcade Games - Thursday
(Mf(13), mastm, mastf, dare, porn (watched), slow) (32k)
(date posted: Thursday, July 1, 2004)
Thursday 'Willie Nelson was a fool' I thought to myself, listening as his nasal twang belted out 'On the road again'. Didn't have much choice, this seemed to be the only station out here with decent reception and the rental car didn't have a CD player, and forget satellite radio. At least the air conditioning worked. The Midwest state through which I was currently swinging on my sales run was experiencing an unseasonably hot month, which also put the farmers I was dealing with in a rather foul mood. And to make my life even more filled with happiness, I was to be stuck here for the entire weekend, it not being practical to head all the way back to the airport just to have to come back in less than 3 days. At least I had Friday to myself, with no appointments scheduled. Pulling into the local chain hotel/motel parking lot, I grunted as the heat hit me as I climbed out of the car, legs and back aching. Grabbing my bags from the trunk, I rolled them into the mercifully cool lobby. The blonde girl behind the counter looked up from whatever magazine she was reading (something Cosmo-like, the article was titled 'Seven Ways to Improve Your Orgasm'. I smiled inwardly as I added number 8 mentally, 'ask me to help.' As she rose to greet me, I realized I would not have been upset if she had. I estimated her as being 18 or 19, with long legs. Her breasts filled out her uniform nicely.
A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Orgasms
(MFff (various comb), inc, nc, rape, bond) (23k)
(date posted: Monday, July 1, 2002)
Almost imperceptibly, her hips started to move on the mattress and a tiny noise escaped her lips. Her eyes closed in concentration and I knew she was trying to control her body's responses. She couldn't. Her legs started to spread wider, letting me move a fraction of an inch further inside her, then another. Her breathing changed to short gasps, in time with each bounce of the mattress. "Alright, " I growled at her, "come for me. Let Kelly see what a little slut you are, how much you like this.
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