WELCOME TO DETROIT There are fifty shades of gray in the Motor City. And all their names are Death. It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. OK, forget about the "best" part. That was when the Huron, Ojibway and the Chippewa still roamed the Lakes, long before Whitey came and the frogs renamed the Indians' Tsychsarondia River "Detroit," which e...
DISCLAIMER: this story is a work of fiction and does not in anyway reflect the actions or thoughts of Jessica Alba. It is written for the enjoyment of those who read erotic material and I do not make any money from writing it. Big thanks to Inyotef for helping to write and develop this story. I hope you'll enjoy... - "Damn, that's one hell of a boat!" you...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years or older. The characters in this story are original creations of the erotic artist Shiin and appear here with his approval. In this story, like in Shiin's comics and drawings, the women are exceptionally curvy, the men are impossibly well-endowed, erections last for hours and veris...
This story is FANTASY. It's a slut wife story and if you do not like that genre, DON'T read it. If you ignore my warning and read it anyway, please do NOT send me comments in which you: hope I contract AIDS and die; hope my husband kills me; hope my husband kills my fantasy lover; hope my husband kicks me to the curb; or hope my husband beats me. This is F...
This is a work of fiction, although loosely based on two particular episodes of a popular sitcom series. I own neither the series nor the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I have taken significant liberties with the characters, and hope you enjoy it! Kings & Queens – Chapter 4 Carrie is found out - and Amy keeps her job Carrie needed to wo...
I spent the entire Friday afternoon distracted from my work by mental images of my wife in one kinky scene after another. The persistent erection that throbbed inside my boxer shorts left my inner thigh wet and slimy, and only helped to conjure up more images in my mind. I found myself re-reading the note ten or fifteen times: "Beginning upon your arrival ho...
So a while back I moved into the spare bedroom at a two story condo owned by a couple that I am good friends with, Stacy and Dave. Their place was pretty cool and only two blocks away from the beach, pier, and bars. I had been very good friends with Stacy for the last couple of years and friends with Dave since he started dating Stacy seven months ago. At...
The only question now was what to do with the money. The mortgage had been paid off, the cars updated and trust funds set up for the children. There was still more. Much more. The Bahamas had been great, and they had both looked good in their new clothes, but now what? 'Money doesn't matter to me,' I had always told people, and myself. It wasn't until you ha...
It was a run-down sleazy strip club right in the redlight district of the city. Today wasn't an ordinary day in the club. Today was the initiation of the newest whore. And this initiation took place right on stage for any guest to see. The new whore was a certain red-head with supermodel looks, big luscious tits, and a curvy apple bottom. Before, she had...
Authors Note: Here I am again with another crazy little story. Everyone is over eighteen. King Bandor edited, if any mistakes got through, they are mine. There is a bit of incest, so if that's not your thing, there are a thousand other things to read. Please remember this is totally fictional, just a little fun. Be nice in the comments please. Be nice to tr...