My name is Steve Grangers, a tall young black man living in Boston. It's December 24, 2008, and I'm just having some fun in the city. Vacation time, know what I mean? Cool. Yeah, man. It's been a tough year for me. After dealing with mean teachers, male and female stalkers, political correctness gone mad and female sociopaths, I made it. I've recently gradua...
Maylene took advantage of the mid afternoon warmth, and strolled through the forest that surrounded her tiny cabin she had rented on the outskirts of a small and rurally populated town. The cabin was perfect! Quiet and isolated from the leering stares of the farmers that took one look at her blonde, blue eyed perfection and openly drooled at her large perky...
Stephen Jerome Lucien, affectionately known as J.L. to his friends is, by all considerations, a good brother. Born in the City of Montreal, Quebec, to Haitian immigrant parents, he's a church-going and hard-working lad, who's sometimes a bit too good for his own good. And that is the source of much pain and frustration in this promising young man's life......
Jan was a farmer's wife. They had been milking 250 head for 15 years. Her husband worked all the time which had for a long time left him too tired to service her needs. He had bought her a selection of toys as a compromise but she missed the sensation of a hard hot cock inside her. At 48 her libido was growing and each morning after he left she would reach...
You had the worst day: First, as you woke up, when left your room, your older sister throw you a glass of water in your crotch, and then she took a photo. You washed up, and you changed for high school. When you took the bus, you sit with your best female friend, Christy. You developed a crush on her, and today you tell her that you loved her, but, she, surp...
You're at the mall, mostly people watching and fantasizing about what you'd be doing if this was a freeuse world, when you see a store that wasn't there last time you were here. Where before, there was one of those many fashion stores for yuppies, you found a curio shop that looks like they sell either cursed trinkits or live mogwais. You enter and look arou...
Oliver came home one day, from a challenging time working as a psychologist, a long day, with his head aching and his body almost folding in on itself. He wanted nothing more than his STUNNING, 5’ 7” blonde wife Sarah to cook him up some of her famously tasty food, and maybe, if he was lucky, the two of them would have a treat of some sexy times later. On hi...
I saw her looking at me from across the bar. She smiled. I smiled. I walked towards her. She continued staring at me. I sat next to her. She lowered her head, but her eyes remained locked on me. I touched her exposed thigh. I felt her hairs stand on end. "Let's get out of here," she whispered into my ear. I took her hand. We walked out of the bar. It was c...
Nils was first to spot the harbor lights. In the warm night, they shimmered over the calm seas. "Land ho! City lights!" he called from high in the rigging. He was a nimble young man with sharp eyes, standing lookout as he often did. He quivered with excitement. Late to reach his full growth, the ladies hadn't taken him seriously. But with a sailor...
Peter Grayson woke up late that morning his head ringing from his hangover. Slowly getting up out of bed, he made his way over to his bathroom washing his face in an attempt to wake himself up. Looking up in the mirror, Peter checked himself out. Peter Grayson was eighteen years old with short brown hair and brown eyes. He was tall with a muscular body and s...