2 years ago
The location that Preston had given him was just on the other side, and up a small slope, of a small dam. The dam seemed to be okay, no signs of cracking or leaking. There were a couple bandits on the top, but when he unslung the minigun, they decided they could move along after all. It had taken Juan a good 4 hours walking to get to the site from the Abernathy farm. The site was obviously someone’s idea of a rural retreat. There were a number of cabins set in a rough circle in the small...
4 years ago
The settlement’s problem had been a group of raiders in an old car factory. Even before he got to the settlement, he had to deal with some raiders camped in the woods, who immediately started shooting at him. That had been enough of a hint to realize that stealth was his best friend here ... just like the old days he realized. Dealing with the raider group at the small dish monitoring station had been more of a personal choice. He was developing a distinct loathing for raiders, and he had...
2 years ago
*****************If you like the work or have ideas please comment or message me! Please Read the Game Info Chapter below. This is best “played” in game mode.**************** Lust, Lust never changes… The Great War of 2077 saw to it that the protagonist's family fled into the safety of a giant underground vault—Vault 69 just south of the Pre-war town of Primm, a suburb of the much more popular Vegas, in the state of Nevada. Families lived in the vault for some time along with dozens of other...
3 years ago
Author's note, I'm new to this, so please excuse me if it sucks. Please leave notes and feel free to add. "Good, you're awake. I was a little worried for a second." says a voice that sounds like it belongs to an old woman. You open your eyes, but can't see clearly. Blinking repeatedly, you get your first good look at the old woman. She's not much to look at, but you've seen worse. Her breasts look like a small B cup, and you can't see her ass. "Who are you, where am I?"you ask nervously. "Well,...
4 years ago
The hike back to Sanctuary was uneventful. Crossing the wooden bridge reminded Juan ... again ... that he really should look into replacing the damaged section in the middle. It left about two thirds of the bridge as usable, but would certainly cause problems before too long, especially if more people start making use of it again. The sun was set when he got back. He set the armour up in the armour tree and did a quick maintenance cleaning. His time in the military had thoroughly drilled...
4 years ago
Well, that was interesting. First Preston pointed him toward a greenhouse run by robots ... ok. Cleaned up their water problem, that was a lot of almost getting killed. Juan wasn’t sure how Dogmeat didn’t become crab food in there ... one tough dog. Then responding to the distress signal, walking into a zombie movie, not something to repeat outside of power armor for sure. Some kind of paramilitary unit, certainly organized like one. Their protocols and procedures were well developed,...
4 years ago
Juan finished adjusting his clothes as he exited the small bedroom. From the sounds of it, Ellie wouldn’t be moving for at least a few minutes more. She was still breathing like she just finished a marathon and hadn’t moved a muscle since Juan got off the bed. Walking into the office area, Nick was standing back beside one of the filing cabinets, a file open on top. He seemed to be writing something on a page inside it. Juan stopped at the desk and just watched. It was only a minute more and...
3 years ago
Pick your Character! Crow - Standing in at six foot, Crow is the 'Jack of all Trades' of the team. Equally as capible of talking his way out of a fight as he is at actually fighting it. He's always willing to be lighten the situation with some laughter. With blond hair and blue eyes, his good-looks and charm will get him places the others can't...then again, so will his lock-picking. Midnight - At six foot ten inche of solid muscle, Midnight opperates as the 'Soldier' of the group. His brute...
4 years ago
This is not the Fenway Juan remembered. The last time he had been here was with Nora, a regular season game. They did it to celebrate his coming home from the army. They had caught the game in the afternoon, had supper at a popular chop house and stayed at a hotel downtown. It had been a hell of a night. Not in his wildest dreams would he have imagined the incredible collection of ad hoc housing that has taken over the field, and stands. Having seen how the world was now ... it makes sense....
4 years ago
Well, I know a lot you guys don?t find Janeway hot and sexy but I happen to do ?Well, I know a lot you guys don?t find Janeway hot and sexy but I happen to do. Well when I was a younger man and she was younger. But I still find her kind of sexy for a mature woman. So sue me for using my talent to have a little fun with what I consider a hot older babe. I enjoyed writing it. How you enjoy reading it.???????????????????????????????? ??? ??????????????? CAPTAIN JANEWAY CAPTAIN?S...
2 years ago
Hey guys this is my first time writing a story tell me what you think and if should continue Angel is a young girl. She has lived in a vault her whole life, or at least she did until her father left the vault. I should slow down, Vault 101 was always secure and people were nice to each other. You and your father lived in the vault your whole lives and knew there was a world outside but didnt know what was out there. In the vault people helped each other, there was plenty of food and water, you...
3 years ago
"Enjoy your time on the surface and Thank You for Choosing Vault-Tec" It had been about 210 years, but Nate and Nora were finally going home. They'd spent the last two centuries frozen before having their son, Shaun, stolen from them by some bald guy and a scientist. Nora was glad that Nate was shot in the shoulder instead of the head when he was struggling for Shaun and that his injury didn't worsen when they were frozen again. Nora helped him through the giant roach infested Vault and out...
Group Sex
2 years ago
Shot by benny and left for dead in a shallow grave the courier is saved by victor and healed by doc mitchell. Three days later she wakes up confused not because she was shot but why was she clothed. Journey through the mojave wasteland with are dumb nudist courier as she goes to find the men shot her and a long the way decide which faction rules the mojave, but don't worry she will not be alone as her equally nude followers with help along the way a "hopefully get her to let them wear...
3 years ago
Let's start with selecting the game.
2 years ago
Your name is Chayse; at 18 years of age, you reside in Vault 73, Iowa, with your father, Lee, and older brother, Joel. The vault has been closed for just over 21 years now, since October 23rd, 2077, better known as the start of The Great War. You were born in the vault, and worked as a nurse after your mandatory G.O.A.T examination. Everyone in the vault knew that the water purifier was faulty from day one, but hadn't anticipated it breaking so soon, and with only a day of fresh water...
4 years ago
Cogsworth (John) and a Vaultwomen (Vivian)John: miss vivian how are you today?Vivian: Well, I'm doing quite well, and yourself John: well, i'm well other than a problem i am having with one of my systems, it seems to be overloaded, but i can't figure a way to reset it.Vivian: hmm... well, I'm pretty... Handy... myself, perhaps I can help you out? *I joke, offering assistance*John: if you wouldn't mind i would be ever so thankful! *hoving towards you in the empty dinner my systems menu opens for...
3 years ago
"There it is, Jalbert Brothers Disposal," Brand said. Paige Carter, tall, slim, and grey-eyed with short blonde hair, clutched her auto pipe rifle tighter as she looked up the hill at the ramshackle, piecemeal low buildings and piles of scrap. She looked over at her raider squad with a doubtful look. Brand stood with his binoculars fixed on the location, his .44 revolver holstered at his hip, almost hidden by the spike armor he wore. He was stoic and calm, for the most part; a psycho...
4 years ago
Before her, rising from the crater in the pavement, was the Mother, blackened and all but featureless, her body shape unmistakable as a woman. Paige stepped forward, possessed by awe and meaning as the Mother formed the nexus of the wind and murk, a veritable tornado swirling around her. As she came closer, the figure turned ever so slowly in the whipping wind and pointed with her arm to the north, where a pair of satellite dishes could be made out. "There…." the screeching whisper came...
4 years ago
Two weeks after previous chapter Hope bounced atop Paige's hips in the reverse cowgirl position, one hand hanging on to the sill of the windows of the top floor of the projection tower, which currently served as their bedroom, feeling intimately the mass of Paige's cock pistoning through the bottom one-third of Hope's torso. The day was bright and clear, and Hope loved the feel of the sunshine on her face as she was ravaged by her lover. Earlier she had spotted a figure far up the road...
2 years ago
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "The summer of 1890 was to be the start of my new life. At fifteen years of age, I was to be presented to society and I had expected that I would then be considered an adult. That, at long last, I would have a say in my own life, my own destiny. That was not to be, though. I was still just a doll to be dressed and used as decoration in the home of my powerful parents. I was made up and dressed and used to impress the visitors who came...
4 years ago
It was the year 2001. 15-year-old Newt looked at himself in the mirror. He could see some of his mother Laverne’s African American features looking back, but also blue eyes and a lighter skin tone that must have come from his unknown father. He growled, angry. Why didn’t his mom ever tell him who his father was? Her insistence that she didn’t know didn’t make any sense! She said that Newt didn’t look like who she thought his father was, and she hadn’t been with any blue-eyed white boys. His...
4 years ago
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "Langdon Beech-Thorndyke III was 'a catch.' Mother and Father thought that he would be a perfect match for me. He was twenty three and I was fifteen. My parents hoped that we would become betrothed that summer and then a grandiose wedding would follow in three years after I turned eighteen. This was my sister's summer, though. Miranda would be married in August to a Vanderbilt cousin who she barely knew. The opulent affair...
2 years ago
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "Beauty comes from pain, Louisa. A proper young woman does not present herself unless she is properly coiffed, properly made-up, properly attired and wearing the proper accoutrements. That, Louisa, is what 'proper' means." Of course, I tried to argue. That is, after all, what an adolescent is supposed to do, but my mother would just purse her lips, shake her head in disgust and repeat that one sentence that she spoke most frequently...
4 years ago
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper of New York and Newport' ~ "The day of Miranda's wedding was cloudy and overcast, so perhaps Aunt Ada had been correct. Perhaps God would not waste a beautiful day on a wedding that would lead to a loveless marriage. Instead of using the vast tents that had been erected on the lawns at Golden Bluffs, everything was moved into our grand ballroom, which was large, but could not accommodate everyone who'd been invited. So, tables were also...
4 years ago
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "The week prior to Miranda's wedding was a hectic and crowded one at Golden Bluffs. All of our relations came to Newport for the event and many of them stayed with us. Unfortunately, we also had many friends and business associates staying as well, which did lead to some difficult choices. Father was a self-made man who had family he wanted in attendance, but they were from a lower rung of society. So, since the rooms were assigned to...
4 years ago
We entered the outmost orbit of the Dover System ten hours before the deadline. Har-Hi who stood next to me sighed. “I wished it would have taken longer. This is what I am born for, to be aboard a ship and roam the stars’”. I felt the same way and agreed with him, saying. “Me too.” The doors opened and Wetmouth stepped through, taking her seat behind the small science station at the rear of the bridge. I observed Har Hi who acted as the OPS officer of our little crew dedicating sensors...
1 year ago
This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. A true story This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. My wife and I were attending a car show in Newport Beach. It was at the Newporter Inn, a classically...
Swinger
3 years ago
We all had a good night’s sleep and used one of our own Cargo skimmers that was part of the Destroyers equipment to fly back instead of walking and were told to join all the other cadets in a large assembly hall with flags of the Union hanging from the ceiling where I estimated perhaps 600 senior Cadets had gathered. There were no chairs, everyone was standing. At one end of the assembly hall was a raised platform and a lectern with the Newport Academy logo. I saw an Admiral coming in. I...
4 years ago
We begin with a mini-montage of life in Newcastle-upon-Tyne ... A shot of Gray’s Monument, of the busy Eldon Square shopping center, St James’ Park football stadium, before we find ourselves in a busy street, looking up at an impressive, and very modern looking 5 story glass fronted building. We can see through the glass walls, seeing the staircases and offices inside. And then, stepping into frame from the side, trying not the block the architectural masterpiece – another masterpiece of...
4 years ago
Jennifer was on her knees. In her hand was a very large cock. It belonged to a stunningly handsome man, sitting naked on a couch. "Oh James," she said, staring at his manhood lovingly, "it's so beautiful!" The man watched her solemnly. "And so thick!" Jennifer added, while squeezing the base of it gently. "My hand barely fits around it!" The man nodded stoically, as if he'd heard it said many times. "And sooo long!" Jennifer marveled, placing a second hand on the shaft. "And...
1 year ago
Okay, so I was lost in the woods. I shouldn't have been talked into going on that hiking trip with the rest of the frat brothers. I mean, its not like they wanted me to be with them anyways. I'm 125 pounds, I'm brown skinned, I am lanky, I am not your typical frat boy. Seriously, I have know idea why I had to go for this trip. I'm lost, they ditched me, and I'm going to freeze to death! All these thoughts raced through my head as I worried about what was to become of me. I sat by the rocks...
Gay
2 years ago
We start this week’s show with establishing shots of a Geordie-land’s infamous night-life. Along the Quayside, teaming with young bodies as the youth of the Toon move from pub to pub, barely wearing enough to protect them from the cold northern wind. Then we’re around the corner on a street with four story buildings on either side of a wide street, with plenty of pedestrian space infront of multiple pubs and clubs. Everyone looking very relieved that the lockdown is over and the party has...
3 years ago
Mark was still mortified the following day and called in sick rather than face his boss, Ezra DeZam. But DeZam surprised him, and came by his motel room to see how he was and to impart some important information to him. “Listen Mark, here in Monroe, some of us play it fast and loose. We have good reason for it. Other folks have tried to fit in here ... this climate sucks. We get torrential rain followed by floods and the humidity and heat are enough to drive you crazy. Seemed like everyone...
3 years ago
This character has nothing to do with the Isaac in Midnight Plush (q.v.). The idea for this story came in a dream, and that was his name in the dream, so I didn’t change it. This is the closest thing to a traditional short story I’ve submitted, and I would really like solid critique on it. Especially, did I do a good job of writing from a man’s point of view? Oh, and I guess I should state this explicitly, based on some so-called ‘feedback’ I’ve gotten on other stories: Everything I write is...
4 years ago
Hi lads. As normal, all my stories are true and I’ll only change names to protect identities. Don’t forget to comment after reading if you enjoyed it Happy reading guys. ***************************** Another boring day in the North East. With money to burn, me and my friend (lass) decided to get the train from Darlington through to the Metrocentre. If you’ve done this trip, you know you have to transfer at Newcastle. Newcastle station itself is a dull dreary place, loud and unexciting. But...
3 years ago
Hi lads.As normal, all my stories are true and I'll only change names to protect identities. Don't forget to comment after reading if you enjoyed it :)Happy reading guys.*****************************Another boring day in the North East. With money to burn, me and my friend (lass) decided to get the train from Darlington through to the Metrocentre. If you've done this trip, you know you have to transfer at Newcastle. Newcastle station itself is a dull dreary place, loud and unexciting. But there...
3 years ago
“I see you were using the pods again,” Marion White, the ships First Officer, says as she enters the galley to see Regina on the deck naked. “Unauthorized use of company property for personal pleasure is not allowed you know.” Regina lifts her head from the deck and blinks away the sleep. “Why don’t you just shove it up your ass,” she sneers. Marion walks over and pulls out an egg from a pod and pops it in her mouth. “You know, I don’t know what makes you so special.” She takes a seat and...
4 years ago
Newlywed Husband Learns the TruthLisa is a very large woman in her early twenties. She is about 5'6" and weighs about 380. She is definitely what you would call a SSBBW.John is a skinny, dorky white guy in his twenties.Pastor Lamont is in his late fifties, with gray hair and a gray goatee.John and Lisa had dated for almost two years before he proposed. They had a great relationship, but she told him she was going to wait until marriage to have sex with him. Lucky for John, she allowed him...
3 years ago
My dick grew semi-hard even before we got out of the car.I knew I wanted to attend the Newport Naval Academy even before my father set the DeSoto's parking brake. Beyond the car window, about twenty feet away, three good-looking boys stood talking. Their tight white uniforms hugged their lithe teenage bodies rather provocatively. My parents insisted on a military type school. I was on my way to becoming a little punk and strict school discipline would "straighten" me out. Well, the "out" part...
2 years ago
An establishing shot of a modern looking school – all identifying signage is digitally masked for privacy reasons, but anyone familiar with the area would immediately recognize the stylized architecture of the building. And then our host steps into frame infront of the sign ... Sexy dimples, and big fake tits pushing out of the top of her sexy black PVC mini-skirted business suit, dominate the first impression. We can’t help but stare at those perfect orbs of flesh as they seem to attempt an...
3 years ago
Once more we fade in on our darkened ‘bedroom’ set. A rusty old metal bedframe, with headboard and footboard, plus a dirty, threadbare mattress laying on squeaky springs. There are no sheets, no blankets, and no pillows – just stains, mostly caused by our the guests who have appeared on the show this year. We pull back from these stains and turn to the side of the set – looking into the darkness of the unlit depths of the room as a figure approaches, feet clicking, or clomping, on the...
2 years ago
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any...
4 years ago
How do you explain to your fiancé that there are dark secrets – even ghosts – in your family history? And that some of those ghosts are not fully relegated to the past.It was a crisp, but not cold, end of October evening in the “middle ground” just north of Vidalia, Louisiana, when Shelly stepped out of the woods and walked across the harvested cotton patch toward a small square of grass and weeds that stuck out almost like an island into the empty field. If you looked closely at that square,...
Historical
4 years ago
How do you explain to your fiancé that there are dark secrets – even ghosts – in your family history? And that some of those ghosts are not fully relegated to the past.It was a crisp, but not cold, end of October evening in the “middle ground” just north of Vidalia, Louisiana, when Shelly stepped out of the woods and walked across the harvested cotton patch toward a small square of grass and weeds that stuck out almost like an island into the empty field. If you looked closely at that square,...
Historical
2 years ago
Looking at the wedding invitation in his hands from his frat brother, Tyrone Milton let his thoughts drift back to the end of his junior year in college. The invitation came from Brad Wilton, the frat brother who had beaten him out of the coveted office of president of the fraternity for their senior year of college. He began to fume as he tossed the invitation off to the side of his desk. "That fucker! I owe him one!" he muttered loudly. The fraternity that Tyrone and Brad Wilson had joined,...
4 years ago
This is a true account recording of an event I experienced as a girl during my student years in Newcastle England. At Uni first year, like most foreign students live in Halls, but unfortunate for myself, as a late starter was boarded in a flat, the upper attic, in a house across the river in Danmark street, Gateshead. Being a Scandinavian girl with all the typical traits associated to females of that origin, I did stand out somewhat, in a very grey looking place, habituated by equally grey...
3 years ago
Sorry if the title is misleading, but young sex and i****tuous sex are the turn-ons for girls like myself and horny guys wanting a dirty female for fun. Of course as a girl on the legal limit, getting a man inside you is just a nod or a wink away. Drinking from a beer bottle and noticing a guy eyeing you, is fun when you give the bottle an extra push into your mouth and withdraw it with a lip sucking extraction, slow and deliberate, to get the message across that this could be your cock and...
2 years ago
Sorry if the title is misleading, but young sex and i****tuous sex are the turn-ons for girls like myself and horny guys wanting a dirty female for fun.Of course as a girl on the legal limit, getting a man inside you is just a nod or a wink away.Drinking from a beer bottle and noticing a guy eyeing you, is fun when you give the bottle an extra push into your mouth and withdraw it with a lip sucking extraction, slow and deliberate, to get the message across that this could be your cock and what...
3 years ago
This is a true account recording of an event I experienced as a girl during my student years in Newcastle England.At Uni first year, like most foreign students live in Halls, but unfortunate for myself, as a late starter was boarded in a flat, the upper attic, in a house across the river in Danmark street, Gateshead.Being a Scandinavian girl with all the typical traits associated to females of that origin, I did stand out somewhat, in a very grey looking place, habituated by equally grey...
4 years ago
We fade in on our regular set – the rusty old bedstead, with the ratty stained mattress, set on a concrete floor in the middle of a dark studio, harshly lit from above by a single spotlight. The bed looks a little different to previous times we’ve seen it, because one end (the foot-end), and its legs, have been removed, leaving a sloping bedframe and mattress. There’s no explanation for the missing ‘footer’ from the bed. There’s a brief pause – then we hear footsteps approaching. Heels...
2 years ago
This week’s show begins with that same old rusty bedstead, and that same old dirty mattress. Pausing to take in the magnificent filthiness of it, then pulling back to reveal the bare concrete floor around it, and to take in the harsh lighting. And then we hear our guest of the week approaching, quick little footsteps ... Light clicks on the studio floor. We pan round to see what we’ve got this week and see a slight, pale, small-boobed lady walking in quick, short strides ... She’s not is a...
4 years ago
We start this week’s show with establishing shots of a large allotment on a sunny day – lots of small gardens sectioned off from one another, middle aged men avoiding their families – growing flowers, vegetables, or just hiding in garden sheds – and then we’re looking at a large blue-grey Weimaraner ... Watching for a moment as he sniffs around the corner of a garden shed, then turns, cocks his leg, and pisses on it... And then, stepping out from behind the shed, catching a little of that...
2 years ago
It's 06:00 hours and I couldn't sleep again last night. Six months since my pet Ocempa Kes left the ship and I still haven't found a new plaything. Used to be I'd take the day's frustrations out on Kes, abusing and perverting her young supple body and then sleep like a baby. Now I can't sleep. I step into the sonic shower and close my eyes. I run my hands over my ridges, then down my face and neck to my breast. My nipples need no encouragement they were already rock hard. I slide my hands down...
4 years ago
Sakura peeked around her Daddy's bedroom door. She was worried about him. So much had been happening in the world, events no one could have predicted. She woke up in the middle of the night, and coming back from the bathroom she heard Daddy moan.She didn't want to wake everyone else asleep in the house; she was only wearing her little babydoll nightie that hung loosely over her and that only came down to just below her bottom, and she wasn't wearing panties.The nightie was so lightweight and...
2 years ago
© Copyright 2006, 2007 Dear Readers, The following story is a sequel to the very first one that I wrote, ‘Remembrance’. It is possible to read and understand ‘Renewal’ without reading the earlier work. If you could do so, however, it might enhance your enjoyment of this story. Thank you for choosing my work for your reading pleasure. Whichever you decide, I hope that you like it. Autumn Writer *********** George glanced at Helen as she dozed next to him, her sweater draped around her...
2 years ago
Urban Renewal: A Cautionary Tale By rutger5 (An Original Story – Copyright 2012) Wed always wanted to live in the city, my wife Julianne and I that is. Coming from the suburbs right on the outskirts of New York we already spent a lot of time there going to events and shows plus I worked at a Fortune 500 company located downtown. There were only two problems I saw with moving there. One it is astronomically expensive to buy in NYC. Depending on the neighborhood just an apartment can easily...
3 years ago
My Renewal Synopsis: Justin receives a new lease on life after being punished for being duped into helping commit a crime that leads to a finding out who she is. [-][+][-] Here I am, Justine Renee Jenkins, breastfeeding my son Conner Lance , a robust boy who is like his doting father. We grew up as best friends which is not that remarkable, what is is that I was born a boy named Justin Renee Hall. No, I am not crazy, nor am I telling a whopper of a lie. I can prove it from Court...
3 years ago
Copyright© 2006, 2007 George glanced at Helen as she dozed next to him, her sweater draped around her shoulders. He envied the way she could fit comfortably in the space provided by a seat on an airliner. He was on the aisle, she sat near the window. Even in First Class, his long legs were constantly searching for the right place to be. He refolded them as best he could. He was glad to be on vacation with Helen, but getting there was not 'half the fun'. The flight attendant refilled his...
Grace