Brother / "Sister" " TML", November. 1970 A Monk's monk or two virgins in the monastery; "Good loving & Good Scourging "Sissy" does her magic. WOW, "it" finally happened!!! I had had my first sex, and it was with a fellow brother monk in the monastery. It was great. I was a 20-year-old virgin and had fantasized about lots of women. I distinctly remember...
Sorry it took so long but this was just a scribbling of a story, I didn't think it would be so popular. So when I did get back to it I really didn't have the story completely planned out... that's why it took so long I had a writer's block. I plan on another chapter to this story and I hope you like it. ENJOY! –Ari * Shit, shit, shit, SHIIIT!! He saw me! I...
Hec was walking funny. I think it was either that last piece of pumpkin pie with three dollops of whipped cream or that last piece of me-- I didn't come with whipped cream though-- still, I knew we could both fit in that bathtub, and he did say I tasted a bit like whipped topping, maybe Reddi wip. I told him "I'd rather be topping then whipped," but then I a...
** The ad was on the fourth page of the newspaper's classified section. Small print, no header. Dr. Ana Von Gaarten, Ph.D. is seeking stories of anal sex for a sex study. Must be personal and must be well-detailed. If the story is accepted for inclusion into the study, the writer will receive $1,000 dollars and will be required to sign a waiver for publicati...
All participants are over 18. ***** "The most I've ever come in a single night is four times," Dylan said, doubting his friend's claim. "I'm telling you I made him come six times in a three-hour period in one night." Anton said again. "I'd get him over here to tell you, but he says he's a straight boy like you, so he wouldn't appreciate me outing him wit...
Snow frantically ran through the woods. He couldn't run as fast as he usually could, given that he was now in the body of a man close to 40. He still had trouble believing that his life had been stolen and his mother was murdered by the man that she had invited into her heart and bed. Snow pushed the thoughts away. He had to concentrate on getting far away f...
So many times I'd wished to wake up without a hangover, more times than I could count. Never, in all my years, had I woke up wishing I'd had one, yet, there I was, upset because I wasn't somehow incapacitated. I felt great, physically anyway, but mentally I was undercooked scrambled eggs—worthless. I got out of bed and tried not to think about anything. It...
Chapter 49: Flight of Fancy "Mnnnhh..." Merrick moaned in his sleep as he turned over in the tent. Adam watches as he sits up, looking a little worried about his blonde beauty. He reaches over, and gently stroked his golden hair, along his ear, and on his soft cheek. He sighed as he got up, and left the tent. He stretches a bit and straightens his back, fee...
Goddamnit. I can't sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I hear screaming and bombs going off. Instead of sitting on the ratty secondhand couch in my trashy apartment, I'm transported back to Iraq. Back to sleeping curled around my M16. Back to breathing in sand and hot dry air all day long. Back to that day. Before I get into that, I should give you some bac...
All Characters are over the age of 18. This is my first time submitting a story, and I hope you like it. Constructive criticism is always welcome. This is a slow love story, so if you are looking for something fast and gritty, this is not for you. Everyone else- I hope you enjoy ~Cassie * Lying here, I thought there was nothing I wanted more in the world...