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EPILOGUE I passed several slow cars on the near empty freeway. "Leilani, haven't all of the islands in Indonesia been explored?" "I don't know. The one we're going to doesn't even have a name." "And that's where the portal is?" "Yeah up in a cave in the hills. Don't worry I've got a map." "And this futuristic world is not as dangerous as Krog's right?" "I don't know." Leilani smirked. HONKKK!! A black car came barreling up on our bumper. HONK! HONK! The car wildly pulled around on our left side. The window rolled down and Ping stuck her head out and wa

People on the sidewalks literally ran from us. Cabs would not stop, and bus drivers closed the door in our face. I tried calling Jesika but she would not answer. A guy headed to his car parked at the curb. "You two deserved what you got." I watched him drive away. In a Tarantino film I would have shot him and taken the car. We had nothing to lose but we did not need to take any more risks. HONK! A familiar looking black car pulled into his spot. Ping poked her head out the window. "Get in!" "Where are you guys trying to go?" Koko asked. "We're Otherworlders." I told

My gun was removed, and shackles we're put on me. Manic music blared inside the casino. The mood was totally different than the day before. People pushed and shoved to get a look at me as I was led through. "Let me pee on him!" A young bottomless girl with bright red hair squealed. The next thing I knew I was on floor being showered by a mob of women. I know it was supposed to be degrading but it was so surreal, and sexual, that it felt weirdly erotic. I wiped the smelly piss out of my eyes as I was led towards a tunnel. "Brandon!" Koko's voice shrieked. "Don't try to st

NOTE: Just another small part so you can see where it's going as I work on it. Janette wove her way through the insane city traffic. "It feels so good to go commando." A little waterfall spilled over the front of her seat and splashed noisily on the vans floor. "I should do it more often." "Wow!" I gasped as we neared the Olympus. *That is some crowd!" "Everyone's here!" Janette smiled and stopped out on the side of the street. "This is as far as I can take you. Have fun." I stepped out of the van feeling slightly dazed. A group of men and women in black leather ja

Somehow Koko got us back to the Azurbijan Hotel. "Nice place." Ping pulled her tights down and hovered over the cushion of a white cloth couch in the lobby. "Ahh.." She sighed, as she sprayed the cushion like a firehose. "No receptionist.." Koko cuddled against me. "I guess you guys can spend the night for free." I kissed Koko on the lips "No they've got cameras." Koko pointed at one above the receptionist. "You'll pay." "Yeah, but you made so much money that it doesn't matter." I rubbed Koko between the legs. "Wow!" Koko shrieked and squeezed her legs on m

I did not even have to flag down the shuttle for Hannah's Olympus. The little bus stopped right in front of me and the doors opened. "Waiting for the shuttle for Hannah's Olympus?". The cute naked driver – dressed only in bright red thigh highs – asked. She spread her legs and rubbed her wet hairy pussy. "Yeah.." I climbed right in. We stopped for a few more people, then continued on to the casino. The entrance way was framed with Roman pillars and statues of Amazon-like women holding spears, and shields, and various other weapons. The actual casino was immense, and reminded me

I haven't worked on this story in a long time but I suppose I could post more, because I wrote a lot more than I ever posted.

"Brandon.." I managed back. "I uh.. Com'on!" Yamiama snuggled against me as I guided her to some rugs and cushions under an arch to our right. "Okay!" I grabbed the bottom of Yamiama's sweater. Her nipples were so erect I could easily see them through the sweater. She raised her arms as I removed it. Her ample breasts were covered with a black lacy bra that covered all but her nipples. Her firm breasts hardly sagged as I removed her bra. Gawd I loved undressing women! I took my mouth off of Yamiama's erect nipple and breathed hard as I exposed her hips, her rear – and her

NOTE: Just another little part. I will write more later. I turned on the TV. A pretty woman in a white dress was interviewing a man, in a blue suit. "Directing a movie must be quite a job." "It is, but I have help. You see that woman over there?" The director walked over to a little brunette, in a business suit, on her knees, sucking on an actor's erect penis. "Celeste is our coordinator.. and part time fluffer..." He unzipped his slacks. The hostess smiled at the actor "Nice cock!" "Thank you." The actor stepped away. The director took his place, and

The store was just as crowded as the restroom. It appeared to be largely a clothing store, but it was different than any clothing store I had ever been in. Tall mirrors were scattered around the store, and eacks of clothes were separated by long wide aisles. In the center of the aisles young women dressed, and undressing, in front of two long benches that ran the length of the aisles. They hung their clothes on hangers between the benches – like you would find in a gym. It was strange, I would have thought it would have felt like a locker room, but the way the women looked at me, and open

"We're going to the top?" "Yeah" Erika leaned her body against mine and slipped coffee. "Get ready for it." I took a sip of coffee. It really was bitter. The elevator started moving. It grabbed my stomach a little as the speed increases, and grabbed it again as it slowed . "We're there!" Erika announced breathlessly as the door opened. A very pretty blonde in beige slacks and a white button down blouse was running a vacuum cleaner. She shut off the vacuum cleaner. "Erika!" "Justine, I'm just showing my friend Brandon the building. Justine nodded. She urgently

I finished the last bite of my steak, and grabbed a napkin. I did not feel all that stuffed despite all of the food I had eaten. "Erika, tell me about Kora's District." . "It's the cities party district." Erika took a sip of coffee. "There's a lot of clubs and bars there." I glanced at Glenora. Her skirt was draped over the back of a chair. She removed her purple lacy panties. Her hairy unkempt pussy dripped with wetness. She stuck her tongue out at me and squatted. "Show off.." Erika groaned. "Ahh.." Glenora tilted her head back and sighed as a thick stream of pee

The registration desk was empty so I rang the bell. "Give me a minute." The receptionist walked out an open door behind the counter drying her hair with a towel. She was fully naked. She set the towel on the counter, and touched the screen. "Room?" Her large light brown nipples were fully erect, and wild her hairy pussy dripped on the floor. I did not know the room number so I thrust her the keycard. "Let's see....that'll be fifteen hundred rupe." I counted out the money. At least they used english here. The receptionist swayed her naked hips as she walked the counter.

I do not really like what I wrote as my example, but it got me thinking about writing that sort of story, and even though I am in the middle of writing two other stories, I decided to start a third. The start of my story is in the 'Fictional Stories" section. I named it "Krog's World".

This story has nudity, sex, and naughty peeing. KROGS WORLD "Hello is this Brandon?" The man on the phone asked. "Yes, how may I help you?" "You find missing people?" "Yes.." "May I ask what methods you employ?" "I'm a detective, but I also try to use my intuition. My grandmother was a psychic. It's not a constant thing but, I believe, if I really listen I hear things." "How much do you charge?" "Four hundred a day. But you only pay after I find the person you're looking for.

It's interesting, this thread almost makes me want to write those sorts of stories again -- almost.. It was actually kind of difficult to write those stories. Maybe I over- thought things? I would write the stories, and end out removing all but the bare minimum, and the 'stories' would end up rather short. The stories seemed better when I explained less. And a couple of beers always made them easier to write. Those were some of the 'trippiest' stories I ever wrote. Maybe it's a show -- don't tell -- sort of thing. You shock the reader with bizarre scenes, that you don't exp

I used to write stories of this "genre". So I posted, some I did not. The problem with those stories was that most of them took place in High School, and many of the characters were "underage". My "Alternate World" was one created by a mischievous demigod. Men were supposed to wear clothes, but women could go naked if they so chose. Men were supposed to use restrooms to pee, but women were free to pee anywhere. And the women all had out of control sex drives, so male students were often having sex with the female librarians, and teachers. I would setup stories within that world

"A double bacon cheese burger, wedge cut fries, a large Coke – AND a chocolate shake!" Zhan laughed. "Rich, you're gonna get fat." "I just have an appetite today..." I picked up the burger, and glanced out the window. A group of cheerleader were below us at the Student Unions entrance. The corner booth, with the low backed seats, gave us the perfect view. "He looks like a football player." Zhan seasoned the cut end of her burrito with a light sprinkling of hot sauce. "Oh yeah.. there is a guy down there." I set my hand on Zhan's thigh, and felt myself growing hard. "L

The library was deserted. I followed Zhan into the stacks. Zhan stopped and faced me."Richard, do you think Daniel is making a mistake going for Jen?" She unfastened her belt. "I don't know.." My heart pounded hard as Zhan unzipped her jeans. "Should we worry about other people's approval?" I sighed as Zhan yanked her jeans and panties down together and squatted "It does matter to a certain degree.." "Am I just a passing novalty to you?" Zhan sounded nervous, but her expression was a little giddy as a thick stream of pee jetted from her raw hairy pussy and splashed loudly on

A beam of moonlight came through the window in the dormer and shone on our faces. "I think this bedroom was a secret lovers nest." Zhan gazed into my eyes as she played with my penis and balls. I felt Zhan's furry little mound and found her little clitoris. It swelled as I rubbed it.. ------- A gentle breeze woke me. I was alone in bed. "The ghosts didn't get us." Zhan stood naked at the window looking out. The floor was raised by the window, where it crossed over hearing ducts. "I think the ghosts would be pretty cool." She rubbed herself. "No computers.. no TV's.

I led Zhan down the hallway. "It's kinda creepy." Zhan snuggled up against me. "I can imagine someone daring you to sleep her for the night." "I'd take that dare." I stopped for a second and looked back down the hallway "Yeah but you wanna see a ghost." Zhan studied me for a second. "Rick.. I wanna ask you something serious." "Okay.." "Rick.. do you view me as a sex tiger?" "You mean because you're holding my penis?" "No! Because I'm Asian!" Zhan gripped my hard penis tightly. "Why are you laughing?" Zhan grinned too. "I don't know.." I unzipped the back

It was Friday night and Angry Pete's was jam crammed. We were put in a small back booth – which I did not mind! It was not quiet, but it was not as loud as the front, and a conversation was actually possible. Zhan watched nervously as I brought a pitcher of dark beer. I filled the mugs with beer and sat down next to her. "Zhan, is this your first time here?" "Yeah." Zhan eyed the beer nervously. "People are sure loud here." "It's the alcohol." I felt Zhan's warm soft body against mine. "It's like a bar." "I've never been in a bar." Zhan took a sip of beer. "Hmm.. it's k

Yes. I am not sure where I'm going with it yet but I am writing more.

NOTE: This story contains naughty peeing, and heterosexual sex. This is an idea I got when writing the Piss Club, and I could not resist writing this, even though I have not finished that story. ZHAN She had long jet black hair, dark skin for an Asian woman, and beautiful emotional eyes that shone with passion. She was not terribly tall, maybe slightly over five feet. Her white button down shirt hung loosely over her medium sized breasts and slim waist. Her grey leggings exentuated the feminine curves of her hips and rear, and even showed off her little mound and camel

I hesitate to write this but I think I will write it now. I am not remotely close to being a guy who's figured everything out, and problems in my relationship with my wife have forced me to evaluate what I do wrong as a man. I am not going to try to be progressive, or view women and men as the same. I am just going to be honest. People always say that women go for the "bad boys" and I think that is basically true -- but not because they are bad. When I went to University there was a welcome week for the freshmen, before classes started. One of the girls in our group was in a total 'f