2 Forsyth St Glebe Stories

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The Slave Couple Ch. 02

by vvernbull on Dec 17, 2018
Fetish

Chapter 2 - Vince starts his exploitation. Dave Forsyth didn't know what the hell he was getting himself into. The fool practically walked into his own nightmare. He did this by being careless to the wrong person. A mistake that was to cost him very dearly. This is the story about a husband, his loving wife and dominant black man with a taste for sexual dep...

Mitzi is on Lunch Break

by Tcs1956 on Aug 31, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

This is a really short story that a guy relayed to me about Mitzi. All of the characters were over the age of 18 at the time this occurred. ***** An old high school friend of Mitzi's Owens, my ex-wife, told me this story about a drive to Hardees for lunch one day on break from their classes. Everybody at West Forsyth High School was on lunch break and l...

A Treat Turns Tricks Ch. 10

by voluptuary_manque on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Ms. Mitzi Forsyth Glamdrang Hall Lindsey College From the office of the Provost: Dear Ms. Forsyth, The Provost desires a meeting with you Thursday, October 21th at 9:45 a.m. Please arrive at her office promptly. Samantha Hecate, Administrative Asst. Pp: Dorothy Estevez Mitzi sat in the anteroom to the Provost's office twisting a handkerchief nervous...

Tom and the Dazzling Fiona Ch. 05

by erinsisle on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This story is entirely fictional. Upon his return from a business trip to the States, Tom Cassavettes was determined to seek out Fiona Napier, his long time on/off lover. He wanted to settle things once and for all after missing her dreadfully while he was away, and desperately needing to discover whether she might reconsider her previous opposition to thei...

Unquiet Stars

by Forsyth on Apr 29, 2025

The Galaxy burns... Who will you be in the midst of this grand conflagration? Will you be a victim, a beggar, a vagabond? Of course not! You're a killer, a survivor and you were born to rule your own fate! Select your starting background, pick your ride and choose your first assignment! Good luck, Space Cowboy! May the stars themselves sing thy glories for e...

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Interview with the Sex Therapist

by anglosextantyen4u on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

Earl walked into his third and maybe his last session or interview with the mad Sex Therapist. Everybody called Forsythe T&A for short. For all his strange nature(his feet always touched ground) he was probably the best for the job. Best east of Pasadena, and if you did not understand Forsythe, the truth about men and women in America will always be a myster...

Ibrahim and Artemis

by Samuelx on Dec 10, 2018
Interracial Love

"There's someone out there for everyone, maybe even me," Artemis Patenaude said to herself, and the six-foot-tall, twenty-something, plump young French Canadian woman walked through the Rideau Shopping Center, smiling at all the happy couples. Men and women, women and women, men and men, folks of all hues, everyone looked happy. Fitting, as this was Valentin...

Another Quick Mitzi Story

by Tcs1956 on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Another quick short (but true) story to demonstrate the true slutty spirit of Mitzi Owens... Near the end of Mitzi Owens' Jr. year at West Forsyth High, (shortly after her 18th birthday), we were dating hot and heavy. She was behind her classmates by a grade or two due to her military Dads' moving all over the world. She was more than a few years ahead of t...

Ghanaian Bisexuality is Cool

by Samuelx on Mar 12, 2019
Group Sex

Hassan Amponsah, hailing from the City of Accra, Ghana, is a longtime resident of Ontario, Canada. The six-foot-three, burly and dark-skinned, ruggedly handsome West African brother is a University of Ottawa alumnus and works for the KPMG corporation as a tech. The brother loves his job and makes good money. WHast could be more chill than that? Lots of ladi...

Date with the Professor

by SluttyRachel on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Come here often?" Johannes asked when I walked in the room. "Oh, all the time. I sleep here, don't you know that?" "So I'm in your bedroom right now?" I winked at him. "Sure are, Romeo." I set my bag down and organized my Petri dishes. The jars were sitting right where I'd left them, and I unscrewed the unsorted jar. "So," he said, "I've been thinking....