Asterisk: Some or all of the advice listed here is purely fictional. It should not be used unless desperate and/or horny and/or looking for a laugh. And, much of the advice is given from a fictional woman about women, so it's cobbled together from my own insane imaginings, rumors, urban legends, social myths, advice I've read, advice I've been given, wrong t...
"Remember to refill the water trough in the south pasture." "Well, thanks, Sis, I would never have thought of doing that for the thirtieth time in a row this month if you hadn't reminded me." The porch door banged shut so loudly behind Alec that the four women sitting around the porch table jumped. Vicky looked down at the table and the other three women sh...
A single strand of spit connected them. Gwen didn't release the blonde, her hands massaging the clothed rear, covered by the tight, thin material of Allie's yoga pants. Though they weren't used for the art as much anymore, since most people were in near perfect shape now, with an inbuilt flexibility akin to circus performers' decades ago. Some still did it a...
Buhawi and Tala wandered off to another clearing that, obviously, served as a kitchen of sorts, though not one Tala understood at all (not that she understood kitchens, really). A stump wider than her girth and Buhawi's combined made a counter-cum-butcher's chopping block and four clay wood stoves stood in a straight line along the flattened top of a massi...
Several frustratingly fruitless days followed. Early in the search Lord Roft had volunteered (insisted, in fact) to assist Clara track the amulet down. His Lordship made inquiries with known collectors of Persian and Mesopotamian artefacts. Meanwhile Clara and Jeff searched through all the relevant internet databases of archaeological finds in that part of t...
She was dancing in the dark, twisting and turning on the sweat-soaked sheets. The glowing hands on the clock read twelve, but it was not midnight, for the curtains suppressed the light from the midday sun. Apparently, the woman had cooked up a delicious fantasy in the cauldron of her mind. But a shrink peering into her head would have seen a host of sly hand...
Before this story begins I must say that this is a fictional story with fictional names and events but is based on real people that I know. The series of events all started on December 25, 2007 the day I turned 18 and before I start going in to what happened I am going to describe myself. My name is Seth and I am now 18 years old and stand at 5'8" weigh...
Pansessualismo, cioè riconoscere nell'istinto sessuale l'origine e la causa primaria del comportamento degli individui. Istinto, tendenza innata. Impulso, sollecitazione interiore più forte della ratio, della ragione. Ma è proprio necessaria questa prefazione? Forse no, perché le manifestazioni sessuali, che iniziano alla nascita, sono quelle maggiorment...
Be My Angel: After three long weeks, I stood in the lobby of Sharon's dorm waiting for her to appear. In a way, I was dreading the evening because I believed she didn't want to go out with me and was doing it at her friend Carla's behest. Sharon walked over to me and smiled. She looked stunning; her shimmering long, brown hair flowed over her shoulders and...
I collapsed back on the bed and closed my eyes. Her cum, the sapphire blue ejaculate of a goddess with a cock as big as my arm, was moving through my body. I felt the power in my blood. Every breath I took things were changing. "You must relax," Txaollix whispered. "You are changing." Her voice was calm like a mother caring for a child who has fallen ill....