Nearly every college fraternity house on the North American continent has one. At some it's a cook or a cleaner or a coed at the college—or a townie slut from across the tracks. In some it's the cougar mother of a frat brother whose family lives in town and who only was rushed by the fraternity because his mother was half-decent looking and put out like a ra...
Neal knelt down beside Rex next to the kitchen door. He had stood there momentarily at first, holding his breath, while he checked to see that Rex was still breathing. The vet had said that it was just a matter of a few days now—that she'd give the Townsends something to administer to him to make sure he didn't feel any pain, if they wanted to let him be at...
just a heads up i am horrible at grammer and im looking for an excellent editor so i will get to that soon. i know the story is kinda slow at the moment but its starting to get better now. hope you like and thank you everyone who voted :) enjoy!!! -Ari .:CHAPTER 2:. Blackness swallowed him whole. He could see nothing, hear only the sounds of his own b...
All characters are above the age of eighteen. Here's chapter one of this story. Should I continue? Let me know what you think. ***** I stared out the window of the bus I was on. Nothing but endless desert. Nothing but sand, dried up plants, dangerous animals, and the hot sun for 10 years. My name is Angel Valenzuela. I'm on a bus headed for the Texas Fede...
To learn more about how I came to this stage of my life, you may wish to read my previous entries; The Confession of Kalin and Joserlin and Kalin. ~Jos Hi! My name is Joserlin. For anyone who's read my entries before now, then I have to apologize for the delay from the last time until now. The problem was though, as I'm sure most of the readers and wri...
"Shit!" Peter said the cabin heater finally gave up its unequal struggle to keep up with the cold; announcing its capitulation with a plaintive whine, then hiss as the steam pressure bled away uselessly. "Hmm?" Eric mumbled in his sleep. "What are you going on about?" Peter rolled over to his side, barely able to make out his friend outline in the dim moo...
Authors note: This story is a work of fiction and should not be used as a guide to the lifestyle or techniques of the BDSM world. This story will have five parts. I will try to update once a week. This chapter is just a bit of smutty backstory. *~~~~* I walked around him, inspecting his form as my cock grew harder by the second, his beauty and submission...
Hey, man—how's it hangin? Yeah, you can sit next to me. That paper for communications class? No, I didn't do it yet. My girlfriend'll probably do it for me. Yeah, she's smart as hell—helps me out all the time. Long as I'm givin' it to her! You know what I'm talking about. No, she's out of town, visiting her parents. So, yeah—no pussy for a couple days. Wha...
I last wrote about a guy I met at the clubhouse gymnasium of my apartment complex. Almost from the day of our first tryst I had thought about another encounter with this man. While it is not uncommon for me to fantasize about past conquests, it is very uncommon for me to want to go back for seconds. Since I had become sexually active in high school I realize...
Several days had passed by since Dale used his genie to fulfill his sexual wishes. He had been applying almost all of his wishes towards his school work. It was easier for him to put off the work until sunset at which his genie would appear and he could simply wish for all of it to be completed. Dale had all the free time he wanted and had no stress to speak...