Author's note: Please bear with my grammar. I only use English as my second language. I am not a writer or anything but I do aspire to be one as I found out I liked writing stories. I don't have an editor only because I'm shy. Please read the prologue of this story, Event Horizon, so you may follow the lead. Please write your comments below as they are appre...
I want to thank Oldnakeddad for taking the time to edit this story. Any errors are likely the product of my need to tweak. Also, I wanna shout out to the Finer Things Club: Mfa607, MrTimTam009, Soft Sighs, AC, Belligerent Bok Choy, Alice, Allen, AwayThrow, Candace, Erin, Laura, MFA607, MKFanatic, Vanessa, SoftSighs, Nina, John, and Nash. Y'all are the best...
Natalia woke up from an intense erotic dream pressing her right hand between her legs. She must have been touching herself while dreaming, but the feeling between her legs was like nothing she'd ever felt before. There was a great swelling there, as though she were expanding, throbbing, protruding out of herself. But how could that be possible? Not to ment...
I knew who he was as soon as he sat at the bar and smiled expectantly at me. It was obvious that he was picking me out to serve him. There weren't that many successful and recognizable Japanese actors in Hollywood. Mike Mori was one of the stars of the long-running series, Hollywood Vice, the series having run long enough to put him into his early forties. S...
-----Notes!----- Ok, sorry it's taken so long for this one, on the last one I had a lot done when I submitted the first one, I want to note that I am a geek sometimes XD (you might get it later but I doubt it, I will die laughing if someone does) I've said before I think, but this isn't part of the main story so it will never be mentioned in a different s...
Suspension of disbelief is recommended. All characters are 18+. Please respect my copyrights to this story. *************** ~*Jared*~ Brushes and branches slapped against his body, leaving bloody scratches on his unprotected face. Leaves rustled whenever they took a turn or crossed one of the small clearings where the surrounding trees had grown so high...
It's true. We desire cock. Our wives have no idea what goes on inside of us with this desire to submit...to cock. We hide it from everyone but in our minds it's a runaway train. To touch, feel, pull on, sniff, rub our faces in it, lick it, taste it, suck cock. We've done it before, maybe a short time or a long time ago. The specter of guilt and shame dampens...
We were probably all virgins even though we were eighteen. It was a more innocent age and of course you didn't 'become a man' until you were twenty-one. Though at eighteen you could still be called up to fight for your country and presumably, if necessary, die for it too. In fact nearly four hundred of us National Service men did in places like Korea and Mal...
This is an entry to the 2017 Winter Holidays Contest. A while back, I was asked to write a story centring on "a big hairy front row lust triangle 😉 #bellypower #niche." If you don't follow rugby, the front row are the loosehead prop (with "1" on his shirt), the hooker ("2", between the props) and the tighthead prop ("3"), and are known for being the powerho...
This is the fourth installment in my fantasy story about Robert and Patrick. In the first installment I explained that elements of the fantasy are true. What the reader should do is read the earlier segments to understand how and why each installment builds. The author retains all copyrights associated with this writing and those that preceded this. * Par...