*** The following is a sequel of sorts to "John Billionaire". Familiarity with "Billionaire" and its characters will greatly enhance the reading experience of this story, although it is not a requirement. *** -- PROLOGUE -- *** It was just an ordinary day when I first saw her. I stopped off at my usual little smoothie shop on the way into the office. O...
Paul was on display, and Kristina was thrilled! She was also incredibly aroused. Seeing him nude except for the mask he wore over his eyes, nervous, yet so endearing as he did this for her — it moistened her pussy as she knew it would. Wearing a sexy dress she had bought just for the occasion along with her own mask — which she had shopped for specifically...
Though not a direct sequel to "Chats in the Stairwell," this one uses the same character. Feel free to read that one first, though you don't really need to. Enjoy! * * * I've never had a wet dream, probably since I'm not a guy. But maybe women can have them too; I don't know. I'll have to ask Gina. Anyway, I've never had one. But last night, I came clo...
Author's note: The male protagonist here is the very same Nick from my 'Buttfuck Buddies' stories. The events described here take place a couple of years before the ones in that series. This is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years or older. Don't expect realism and you won't be disappointed when you don't find it! Enjoy! ***** Whistling...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years or older. Don't expect realism and you won't be disappointed when you don't find it! Enjoy! ***** Balancing a breakfast tray loaded with freshly cooked pancakes in one hand while I opened my bedroom's door with the other, I couldn't help by smile broadly as I took in the wonderful...
============================ Author's Note: This story is a slooooowwwww, swwwweeeeet riiiiiide!!! If you are extremely horny and looking for a 'quickie' where the sex comes early and often, and the story is nothing but sex-sex-sex, then I politely suggest you read something else. This is another one of my stories with a tormenting build-up, best suited for...
Evening had fallen over Breastford. Coach Dick noticed that there weren't any cars in the parking lot as he made his way into the school. He took the gym entrance, and made sure to leave the door unlocked. As he made his way across the gym to his office he contemplated how things would play out in the near future. There was still much he needed to ascertain,...
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The Missing Flesh How Things Must Be "Hey, Fuckshit, come over here for a bit. I need your micro-assembly skills." That was my boss. Of course, at the time she wasn't my boss so much as owner. Except she wasn't exactly my owner, either. Perhaps it was closer to say I was her apprentice. Except for the fact that she wasn't teaching me a trade. You could sa...
Dear Readers, First off, I would like to apologize for any confusion I have caused in regards to the title of this story. I of course knew that the title was not 100% accurate to the plot of the story. The title was actually chosen in order to throw a little bit of irony into the equation. The basic idea was to have fun with my story. If you feel the need...