(This is my first story. Parts of it are true. If you like it, and you and you want to share your thoughts, stories, fantasies, pics, or more, please send me a message. I'll be waiting for you...) * I should have listened. When I told my friends that I'd been offered a prestigious apprenticeship with Chef Albert, and that I would stay in a room above his...
So, I had been invited back to Elwood's place for a third visit. This big, chunky black middle-aged man was finally going to put his big fat cock up my ass. But before that he was going to let me watch as he fucked Jamaal, the young black guy who had cum in my mouth and asked me to cum in his crack. I appreciate such straightforwardness; you know where you s...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 1 Richard Ignatius Pennington, Rip as he called himself, checked the card, and then checked the door number. 413; freshmen got the fourth floor of the dormitory. Sophomores got the third floor, juniors were on the second floor, and the se...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. This is just a flash story. Not to be taken too seriously. ***** Murphy Margot walked the nine blocks from Northside High School, to the small home he and his mother and step-father were renting. The eighteen year old felt the springtime pollen attackin...
Billy is medium height, stocky muscular, nice bubble butt and big bulge with a shield-shaped tattoo between his shoulder blades. He has short brown hair and bright blue eyes. Every time I see outside their place, he's shirtless smoking a cigarette showing his nice ass. Later, I found out he has a thick, uncut 10" cock and is very aggressive. He looks like a...
Outside the tent: a heavy susurration of sound. Metallic groans replete with squeaks and clanks. The ground throbs. Inside the tent: a nylon floor covered with forest detritus. Ammo tins heavy with unspent rounds near the flap. A sleeping bag rolled up tight as a gymnast. Another sleeping bag, unrolled ... with a man named Ray in his boxers sprawled on top...
Author's Note: This story is largely inspired by the writer Sarkopheros, who helped me realize how much fun this kind of writing can be. If you're unfamiliar with his work, this will include things like hyper-sized cocks, cum inflation, and the like, as well as modified elements of Greco-roman mythology. Everyone, even the "boys," are over 18. Have fun...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *.* Venice Apartments had a sign out front, with the name 'Venice Apartments' in black against a background of the Ita...
a Rayne Wylde story by Sadie Rose Bermingham 2004 On a cold night in December, just before Christmas, nineteen year old Rayne Wylde met up with his pimp, Rabid John, in the Dog and Ferret after a day's shopping in and around Soho and Carnaby Street. For the first time in his young life, Rayne found himself with money in his pockets as a result of his 'work'...
I just want to start by saying I haven't had much experience writing erotica and this is just a way for me to deal with my lust without actually masturbating. On that note, please feel free to offer criticism and ways to improve but I beseech you to do so gently. And yes, I agree, I'm writing this disclaimer to absolve myself of all cardinal sins of erotic w...