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Charybdis whisked the male (he had given her his name as Pedr before she pulled him beneath the water) to the chamber deeper in her cave, where she kept her memorabilia – some treasures, some trinkets, some bones. A narrow crack in the ceiling allowed fresh air and a glimmer of moonlight, but no sound [...]
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Tunnel of Love 2
Sep 7
Tunnel of Love 1
Sep 7
Charybdis woke from a long nap to the sound of gentle lapping reverberating in her water. It wasn’t the constant slush of the tide against the rocks of her sea cave – it was steadier, and hollow. It was foreign, yet familiar.
She uncurled from her favorite crevice and stretched away weeks of sleep, sending the [...]
Then she shook her head – “Oh, never mind!” – and before Ryan knew what had happened, he saw the ceiling spin above him, and he was flat on his back in the middle of her bed. The cushion sank around him as her knees dug in on either side of his head, and then [...]
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Her breath smelled heavily of cheeseburgers now – of grease and cheese and salt and onions and tomatoes – but even with the undertone of meat Ryan didn’t mind one bit. It came out heavy and hastily as she kissed him. Her kissing style was anything but restrained – it was noisy, and wet, and [...]
Ryan hustled into the bathroom as quickly as the heavy door would let him, and was unzipping his fly even before he’d reached the urinal. He fell against the wall above the flush handle and let out a long-held sigh of relief as an uncharacteristic flood streamed out of him and down the porcelain wall. [...]
Caracois
Aug 27
The basso profundo horns sounded in the distance, echoing through the jungle valleys. There was no rest from the horns any more, not even in the daylight. That the jungle was silent besides only made the trumpeting more unsettling; except for the rustle of the the wind in the upper levels of the canopy, there [...]
Better Off Dead – 3
Aug 21
She reached over to the side of the bed, and I don’t know what she did, but a moment later the locked door opened and the two ewe sheep came in with a box. The cow scooped me up as easily as if I were a child, and held me to her chest while the [...]
Better Off Dead – 2
Aug 21
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Things went quickly after that. They Customer Service agent who picked up the phone had deep, smokey, feminine voice that I imagined belonged to some tropical alligator. She was efficient on the phone and very professional. I tried to get her to stop calling me sir, but she laughingly insisted. Once I told her about [...]
Better Off Dead – 1
Aug 21
I cried while I clicked through the porn.
Actually, it was art, not porn. At least, it was on an art site, but it was porn to me. I was too jaded to look at the real art any more, and too cowardly to buck up the thirty Q for a real porn site, and risk [...]
Bed and Breakfast – 2
Aug 21
Marguerite’s car was one of those tiny hatchbacks no one in America buys – the kind that makes a Focus look roomy – and it smelled of incense. She drove far too quickly along a winding, hilly road that cut a ditch through the countryside, with only one casual hand on top of the wheel. [...]
Bed and Breakfast – 3
Aug 21
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I won’t go into the particular details of what happened over the next hour – it wouldn’t be gentlemanly. Let it suffice to say that I didn’t sleep after I had my orgasm; I wasn’t allowed to sleep until she was thoroughly sated too. Until that night I hadn’t had the slightest idea of all [...]
Bed and Breakfast – 1
Aug 21
O-oh, here she comes.
Watch out boy, she’ll chew you up!
O-oh, here she comes.
She’s a maaaan-eater!
With confidently clopping heels, she walked straight from the jukebox to my table and sat herself down in the chair opposite me. I didn’t know her, but I’d seen her sitting alone at the bar a few minutes earlier and thought [...]
Imaginary Dragons
Aug 17
It was a difficult time for the world of men. The shield-leather goblins were spilling out of their hills again, and the imaginary dragons had returned to the goodwives’ rumors. That they were imaginary dragons did nothing to diminish their villager-eating, village-burning, villa-demolishing ways, and only made things worse for the villagers. You see, imaginary [...]
A Quiet Meal
Aug 16
“Sssshhh…” I cooed softly into his ear, nuzzling into the soft fur there. My forked tongue flicked between my lips, and my coils spiraled even tighter around his body. When I pressed a claw to his mouth, his sobs died to whimpers.
The rabbit still shivered with fright. His teeth chattered, his muscles quivered, and his [...]
Spider Woman – 2
Aug 15
“Ooooooh. He speaks.” Her shape, now obscured by the lacework of cracks, began to heave against the ruined window, trying to push it through. Her words were punctuated with the strain of her effort. “Or else what?” The center of the window bulged, and more plastic fell to the floor by my feet. “You’ll gas [...]
Spider Woman – 1
Aug 15
Somewhere up in the shadows was her nest. I could hear her humming to herself. The holding tank was full of shadows, and shadows within shadows. Somewhere in its recent past it could have passed for a police station’s drunk tank – empty except for a couple of uncomfortable benches and a commode in the [...]
