I sat quietly in Uncle Ron's car on the way home from my school 'adventure' with my mind in a daze, thinking about what had just happened to me. 'You must be mad, girl,' I thought to myself, knowing that my behaviour over recent days was not only jeopardising my marriage, but now also my job. Uncle Ron had awoken something deep within me that I had not been...
As Steve swallowed the last of Rock's seed from Pam's ass, Pam and Rock unlocked from their deep french kiss and rolled in an embrace to the opposite side of the bed. "Do you have something to say to Rock, honey?" Pam scoldingly asked Steve as she began tenderly working Rock's now flaccid cock with her brightly red manicured right hand. Lying in the crook...
The Morning After ---- Alanna awoke alone in the abandoned, dim library, lying on her bedroll. A strong headache rolled over her as she moaned, and pressed two fingers to her temple, casting a restoration spell. "I did not miss you, morning headaches," Alanna thought to herself, reminding herself of the copious drink she and Talos had the previous nigh...
Hello you wonderful readers. This is my latest story with some characters who will become recurring. I had a lot of fun writing this quick story, and I hope you get a lot of pleasure out of reading it. All characters are above the age of 18. This story will contain scenes of interracial sex with some funny scenes, and it will go a bit faster into the good st...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Satisfying the Stud Bull Big Rick bellowed and be...
Last year, my wife Kate and I decided to fulfil an ambition we'd had for many years and spend a year travelling around Spain, or should I say, old Spain, well away from the overpopulated tourist areas. We had built up a successful internet business and so long as we had our laptop with us, we could operate from anywhere in the world. So, at 45, still in ou...
Nadia Abdirashid, born in the City of Detroit, Michigan, to a Somali Muslim immigrant father and a white American mother, certainly seemed destined for greatness from the get go. Her family history was certainly unique, to say the least. Nadia's father Ali Abdirashid moved to Michigan from the City of Mogadishu, Somalia, as a young man, studied Criminal Just...
My apologies to all my readersfor the delay in posting chapter three. Life tends to get in the way I awoke from a very deep sleep. Marge had a new spring in her step and she was making our morning coffee while whistling a little tune. "Good morning honey!" she smiled, as she poured the coffee into two cups and brought them over. She handed me one then...
Tossing and turning in bed, the blue-skinned Maliri girl whimpered as she suffered through a terrifying nightmare, one of her more frequently visited horrors from a broad and grotesque catalogue. She was standing legs parted and arms upraised, shackled to the floor by her ankles, and to the ceiling by her wrists. Stripped entirely bare, she was exposed and...
I'd just completed painting the motel room, as my workday came to an end. I cleaned up the brushes, and headed next door to the bar for a tall cool one. This was Vegas in the summer, and the air conditioning didn't work in the room we were refurbishing. All I had was some fans that didn't circulate well in the enclosed motel room. I wanted to sit and drink...