WARNING! This story is degrading to women, bikers, and pool tables and may lead to a loss of body fluids. For part of my life I lived with a biker named Zack, or Zeke, or something with a Zee. His real name was Ezekiel Zachary Zanders. I would sometimes call him "Omega Man," but usually called him something that began with the letter zee. I met Zack in At...
Day 2 I woke up the next morning in my tent with Courtney nestled in beside me, her naked body pressing against my mine under the covers. While my mind needed a few seconds to orientate myself to my surroundings, my cock was way ahead of me, and I had a serious hard-on which pressed against Courtney's ass. While Courtney was still dozing, I slipped my arm...
Authoress's notes: The following story takes place after the Yuuzhan Vong War. I would recommend reading my story Jaina's Fetish Shopping Trip, as this is sort of a sequel to it, as well as Jaina's Discovery. Please read and enjoy all of my stories, and please leave me feedback, public or via email. -Bethany Star Wars: Amateur Night "I've got a bad feeling...
Through the curtains of sleep, her consciousness arose, it wasn't the birds, nor even the sunrise that had awoken her from this slumber. Breezy grimaced stretching, her twenty-five years old, slim body, with corn silk hair, almost cute her dad would say. She had chosen to stay here with Donna, because of the quiet serenity, a population of less than two hund...
"So, what do you think," said Sally, "do you like it?" It would have been tough not to like my wife's Halloween costume. The black satin contrasted beautifully with her pale complexion and long blonde hair as she paraded in front of me. "A witch," I joked, "how very appropriate! But not any normal witch costume this. The front was scooped down so low as t...
Authors note: In my story "Returning Home", I had a secondary character by the name of Bear. I received a number of comments wanting to know more about him. Here is his story. It will be submitted in two chapters. Warning! This is not a DG Hear typical romance story. It has lots of sex and troubles growing up. I want to give a special thank you to Miss Lyn...
Chapter 1 In 1958, construction on Highway 27 began. Working its way North-northwest, it extended, on paper, from Jazz Beach, Louisiana to Elgee, Louisiana. In January 1960, Union strikes halted the progress just as the two lane blacktop reached the north side of DeGarde, Louisiana, right as it entered Bender, Louisiana. The private contractor, under a de...
The Perils of Pauline -- Trannie at The Truck Stop Paul sat behind the wheel of his Mustang, the windscreen opaque with heavy rain. It had been raining hard for the last hour and he was hoping it would have stopped before he reached the truck stop. He looked through the windshield as the wipers lazily swept back and forth across the glass. The sodium vapour...
*** Author's note*** Anything in this story is free to criticize and all help is very much welcome. This is my first trial at something substantial in writing as I am a huge fan of the high quality writing and am attempting to put something together like it. Any editors or advise givers please feel free to message me with suggestions! And as always, make sur...
This story stands on its own but does reference the Reverend DuToit who appears first in the second portion of 'Meeting me at the Ritz' * "How did I get here?" thought Michelle. Here was sitting at a biker bar in Fisheating Creek, Florida. Who even ever heard of Fisheating Creek? More to the point, here was sitting in a chair, her blouse completely unbutt...