The splattering of the raindrops on the tent woke me up. As I slowly opened my eyes to the dull light of the gloomy morning outside, I realized where I was. The smooth cushion like feeling on my back sent a jitter through my spine and my brain was alert in an instant. I figured she had spooned me from behind and her left hand was around my chest. Her breasts...
Cody was dreaming about riding a giant flying snake like dragon, as the dragon went to roar an alarm noise blasted forward instead, Cody fell off the dragon and plummeted to the ground as the alarm continued to pierce the veil between reality and dreams, Cody lifted his head and reached for his phone recognizing the ring tone for the rescues, "Yes?" He said...
Authors note: Horner Springs is a collective concept as discussed in thread "The Birth of Horny Town U.S.A" thread started by litfan10 in the Authors' Hangout forum. Authors who add to this town will pay at least lip service to the other Author's creations and may share characters. My contribution is part of a series of stories that will use your feedback to...
They are the creatures of myth and legend. The earliest civilizations -- the ancient Egyptians, Chinese, Indians, Aztecs, Mayans and a thousand others -- knew them by many names. Names that even today inspire both fascination and dread in the hearts of men. They are the snake women, creatures of unearthly beauty who tempt men to their doom beneath the waves,...
Hairy stared at the woman incredulously. Either she was the dumbest woman Hairy had ever seen or the biggest prude. The male and female hippos were doing what male and female hippos do on a hot day during mating season. Yet here was the woman dragging her two young daughters, attempting to cover their eyes, and all the while screaming at a young zookeeper...
Doug and I leave Alison to find something to occupy our time while she recovers from her interaction with the black snake. We take her advice and go to turn on the tv and find a baseball game to watch. I still have shorts on; Doug is naked, his large cock swaying back and forth with each step he takes. He sits down on the couch and his cock rests to the left...
I was certain that I would die in the vice grip of the walls that closed in around me. Each day was the same as the day before: The bitter smell of cheap coffee wafting from the kitchen. The skipping record cadence of my husband singing "Punkin doodle all the day" as he baked bacon in our cheap oven. The walls closed in. We were stuck. Unable to move and ba...
Chapter 6 - Back together I woke up next to the still sleeping Cindy, her pretty face resting calmly on the pillow. Looking down all I could see was the vast expanse of her cleavage. My leg seemed to be wet, I guess that's why I woke up. Looking under the sheets I could see Cindy's cock prostrated limply on the clean white sheets, the great head laying in a...
Everyone had composed themselves in the limousine, as Brad returned to his driver seat and manoeuvred the limousine skilfully in the direction of the Halloween ball. My little slave girl and myself began to re-apply our make-up and spraying some perfume on our breasts and neck. The guys were all on their mobile phones, speaking in hushed tones, obviously al...
March 3, 2007, I was hanging out with my friend, Randall, at the Westchester Mall in White Plain, New York. Randall was a dark skinned pretty boy with the physique of a body builder. This was the first time we had hung out since he came back home from Iraq. It felt like the good old days in high school! We boarded the elevator, and two young black women wer...