-- CHAPTER 4: Chemistry -- *** PRE-COLLEGE (September 1999) "Damn. You are just obsessed with my tits, aren't you?" "Would you rather I wasn't?" I grunted and kept thrusting. It's amazing what a person can do when properly motivated. In High School, while she'd never been FAT, E-Beth had certainly been carrying around a lot of excess weight. She wasn't...
This chapter begins the morning after the long Saturday spent with beautiful Za'ana at the closed motel, which had been the perfect venue for her sadistic urges and shit-obsessed sex games. I awoke at sunrise, my bladder full. Thin spandex straps surrounded my hips and occupied my ass crack; I remembered I was wearing thong panties. Taking in my surround...
Nothing happened and they cleared me to go home that Monday afternoon. Rehab was easy, just the old rubber band exercises and I was on my way home again with a new brace. The most exciting part, no pain, very little anyway. Roxy being very happy things were going well and drove me home in her car, an older Civic. Yup, the yard looked great and a brilliant id...
Warning to the reader: This is a long story, and it contains many things, some of which you may not want to read. It contains: Interracial sex, a scene with nonconsensual sex, a gangbang scene, some group sex, incest, a lesbian scene, and finally at the end, a ménage à trois. This is my Valentine's Day contest entry. February is Black Love Month. **********...
...." And that's why you're sacked Mandy!" As Mr. Harrison yelled those oh so familiar words at her, Mandy began to wonder whether she was really meant to be a secretary. Her typing was lousy, her shorthand shocking, and overall, she couldn't organize an orgasm in a brothel, let alone Mr. Harrison's draws. Once again she was unemployed, and this time, her b...
CHAPTER 1 In his plush office at Forester's Counseling Unlimited, Dr. Lloyd Forester sits at his desk finishing up a chart on a patient. He pauses and he stares at his tape recorder. With a sigh he shakes his head and clicks rewind. He pulls his note pad out and sharpens his pencil. At the top of the pad he writes: CASE # 1458 Subject: Otis Malone He pus...
CHAPTER 1 Nick Bradshaw received a call from his mother's social secretary. "It's Nina Mr Bradshaw. Your mother wishes to see you at 6:30 today but you are not required to stay for dinner. "Mean bitch." "What was that?" "You heard." There was a pause until Nina said, "I'm awaiting an apology." "You ass will turn blue under winter's snow eight month's h...
The following story is entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any persons living or dead is entirely coincidental and unintentional. All characters depicted in sexual acts and scenarios are at least eighteen years of age or older. The following story contains aspects of BDSM, CBT (cock and ball torture), femdom, forced orgasms, tease and denial, prostate sti...
"Roll up! Rollup for the mystery tour. Roll up! Rollup for the mystery tour. The Magical Mystery Tour is dying to take you away, Dying to take you away, take you today!" San Francisco is a cool town. I've always liked it. During the cab ride up to the concert, my eyes drifted past streets and areas that hadn't changed much since my salad days when I was jus...
Ignoring her fast cooling cup of coffee, a pouty lipped Jodi scowled skeptically as she eyed her cell's send button. Her scowl didn't stick, morphing instead in to a self-satisfied smirk as first she cleared, and then reentered, this time in all capitals. Then, with a growling "Grrr" hissing through her lips, she punched in a trio of explanation marks. Satis...