i had only just moved into my small apartment. It had one bedroom a small kitchenette, a combined living room and dinette, and a tiny bath. i had little furniture, one raggedy pale blue recliner, that i tossed an afghan over it, to dress it up a bit. There were no tables, no blinds on the windows, or curtains up. To say the least the apartment was bare, but...
Still in S.E. Georgia where we'd met Mr.Joe Whuzzit. We were registered and planning on staying at that same campground till the next Sunday afternoon. We'd already made new friends and found some fun strip joints. Actually, with some help, you noticed we finally found the third Strip Club. It was larger and more modern. More dancing girls. More customers. M...
Finding my One… Having never used a computer for anything but writing papers in college, I was not aware of an online chat until I saw my daughter doing so. She told me about how one could find interesting people online to converse with about many things. So began my journey along this road I am on. Having no Knowledge of the Lifestyle i would venture into...
There was something in the air today. An innate sense of foreboding that crept up her spine and made her tingle all over. She could feel the darkness crawling its way through her to get to the top. To bring itself out. She loved to let her darkness out. To play. To own her wholly and fully. But lately it had an edge. Something driving her. To an extreme. T...
Chapter One He turned his bike into the alley, kicking it into third, releasing the clutch with his fingers. It was dark. Good. He continued weaving and curving around the dumpsters and debris. Shifting into second, he slowed his progress, there, the back of the alley, two figures. He came to a stop about five feet from them, he just watched them for a good...
Sandy was an old biker babe. She was old and she liked old bikers. Old for bikers is over fifty. She could still throw a hairy tattooed leg over a chopped hog and stick to the seat. It was the combination of vibrations that did "it" for her. The four stroke Harley engine puts out the main two per. She preferred the chain drive over the belt drive. She liked...
This is a fuck parody... It is not real... The characters and events are not real I've been dating my super hot black girlfriend Aisha for three years. We've been living together for two. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever dated. She's 32, black, medium tone, big, enhanced tits, smooth skin, gorgeous, full lips. She's absolutely gorgeous. I've been wit...
Mace Grifton Sex Demon Hunter- Unknown to man there is a world of demons. These aren't your normal demons but sex demons. Demon like Cumvampire (instead of blood they feed on cum and life power) Succubus, Lust demons, 3 titted monsters, hydras, 6 arm female sirens. Nazi Zombie Dominatrix, and many others. These demons on powerful. Some can't be killed. They...
The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event. Please enjoy reading: "Jilnar Jardaly's Hot Buttered Buns" ***** Greetings and salutations, my friends. I'm Paul. I noticed there's a lot of Jilnar Jardaly worshipers around here so I thought you all might like to read how she inducted me into he...
I wrote this story several years ago and I just finished tidying it up. Please note that English is not my native language and I may have missed out on the grammar or syntax here and there. This story is entirely written from the male perspective. The girl is an object here. She has no name, she is barely described and remains largely silent throughout. Her...