Chapter 16: Early Sunday Morning The silence woke her up. Annie was not used to the quiet and since she had gone to bed reasonably early, she was restless. Part of the restlessness had to do with what she witnessed last night with Brice. His size and girth meant that he would forever be BULL to her. She thought back at how it ended, her standing up and dr...
I am enthralled with breasts. I am certain that bigger is better. I have an auto-reflex to large breasts; I immediately think that women with large breasts are sexier and more sexual and better in bed. I know that isn't necessarily true. But I still think it. Women with small breasts reading this will probably get pissed and quit reading this. Sorry. Not...
What you've missed: I woke up from a coma after a motor cycle crash, to find that my penis could talk, and more than that, when it wanted, it could take control of the rest of me. It was able to sing in a way which it called 'pussy charming' in such a way as to entice nearby females to come and shag me, which it demonstrated for me with a 50 something overwe...
Chapter 04: His attitude is somewhat improved. Now that I had done one domination session with the chauvinist professor, I was very curious to see what kind of effect that would have on his attitude. I was sure that years of chauvinism and sexism would not melt away overnight, in spite of being made to service me with his tongue. However, I did expect to se...
This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material and descriptions of explicit sex. This is a work of fiction. The acts and characters contained within are fragments from the depths of my Apperceptive Mass and have no basis in fact. Enjoy!……B J W * * * * * "At the high school Homecoming dinner an old classmate Tommy Rocke introduce...
---This is a true story that took place about two years ago. It contains references to watersports and other fetish activities, so if these aren't for you, don't continue. And if they are, wait until the next part...--- "Kiss me", she said. My heart flipped at her demand. A cold breeze was blowing, chilling us both through our winter clothes. A shiver ran d...
It was about 8am when I woke up. I'm not a morning person. I'm always groggy when I first open my eyes. But slowly, memories of the night before started to come back to me. The first thing I noticed was, my right hand was still on my dick. Just where I'd left it. I smiled at that. As I arched my back to stretch, I felt a light, tight pull across my chest. Mo...
First, and foremost, business I thought always came first. In 1995, I bought my first computer. It was a technological advance of major proportions of which one can't describe for me. My name's Roy Cannes, a customer service guy for a nationwide firm. I coordinate all the CSR issues from my small office out of New Philadelphia, Ohio. Modest as my life is, I...
Charlie walked through the door with his new fling for the night, a gorgeous BBW named Amber with red hair that went about 5 inches past her shoulders. She took a long drag from her Marlboro and held it in for a moment as Charlie went upstairs to get a few things. Amber exhaled the smoke deep from her lungs and butted out the smoke. Amber waited a few momen...
(Serious thanks to the editors that have to deal with me. They are the gate-keepers, and still have to read every story submitted. Again Thanks!) Chapter 5 Routines and Wailing Michelle wasn't the only lesbian woman that was enslaved to be a breeder. In the client schedule of two months, with some 30 clients, 3 preferred women over men. It made my job mor...