A cool breeze was blowing across the quadrangle as Jason made his way towards the School of Art building. His mind was pre-occupied with the lecture he was about to give and he nodded to some of the passing students as they greeted him in passing. He had been appointed an Associate Professor in this prestigious university about 2 years ago right after his su...
It would be over soon, Brent realized. After the wheel had come up on Red, when he'd bet on Black... oohhh! Again! He was losing chips hand over fist! There went his stimulus rebate check, and his mortgage payment...ouch! "I can turn it around..." he hissed, gripping the rim of the table expectantly, amidst the glitz and glitter of the casino floor. And th...
Chapter 13 - AN INSATIABLE APPETITE Mae and I walked into the restaurant. Despite being a Sunday evening it was still very crowded. I was worried about how long the wait might be. Mae asked, "Have you ever been here?" I told her that I had been to a Teppan restaurant before, but not that one. She said, "Very popular place for birthdays. Don't worry, it won...
Chapter 22 - Return to Blacks I awoke on the next day (Friday) and contemplated my options for the day. I looked at the weather, a small part of me hoping that the weather forecast was going to be full of rain, clouds or at least coastal fog. But it was showing sunny and hot all day. At least I was going to be able to work on my all over tan and get more co...
Author's Note: This is part seven of my ongoing epic. This is the start of the strip club arc! The strip club arc is where stuff really starts to take off. Expect lots of fun sexy hijinx ahead. Warning: this chapter is rated a lustier-than-normal R and includes, in part, boobs, easily distractible narrators, jiggling tits, lascivious bisexual besties, grea...
Thanks to Blackrandi for again organizing this event. Sadly due to time constraints no editor was able to look this story over-so truly all and any error are mine. So- "Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip, that started from this tropic port, aboard this tiny ship. The mate was a mighty sailin' man, the Skipper brave and sure....
This is an Entry in the Valentine Day Contest, please give it a good vote if you enjoyed the story! Abasiophilia - Wheelchair Sex on Valentine's Day Abasiophilia is defined as sexual arousal derived from viewing or sexually interacting with a person who has limited mobility, such as an individual wearing a cast or using crutches or in a wheelchair. ........
Author's notes: As incredulous as it may seem, this story is based on the lives of three lovely Asian women - Iris, Karen, and of course, Gaylene - whom I have had the good fortune to meet and subsequently bed. After some inducement, each willingly divulged her unique and intriguing sexual memories which painted a world in which a girl did what a girl had to...
My deepest appreciation to Xpoerotica and Decal_Last for editing my story and helping me improve my writing, you guys are amazing! AN INVITATION TO DANCE >> (New IP rerouted through slave 8497) (Data mining...) (Profiling...) (Hosting) MARIE_ANTOINETTE posted on 8/23/15 15:07 PM Hi, guys, I'm so glad I found this page! Finally, a place where I...
Chapter 9 Monday 1 -- Evening Though things were more active than earlier, Vacuum was still less than half full. I took an empty booth and waited for Jim to arrive. I sent Plum a text: <Saw your videos -- looks like you had fun> Her response was almost immediate: < I did. Got paid. Real whore now. You still love me?> I didn't hesita...