"Wow." Larya leaned over, her legs wobbling slightly to keep their balance. "Nice trench." The Slick Trench loomed—or did the opposite of looming—before the druidess and her friends. Far beneath the surface of the ocean, just beyond the continental shelf, the Trench descended well past the range of Larya's spell-enhanced ocean vision. She leaned over furthe...
It was early afternoon when I finally awoke from my sound sleep; Tony was not next to me. It wasn't till I got up from bed that I realised how sore and aching my body was. My tits hurt, they felt very tender and my cunt felt... well, I wondered if this was how a woman felt after giving birth! I put on my dressing gown and hobbled downstairs. Tony was in the...
(This story is a work of fiction. If you don't like erotic stories that contain cross dressing, heavy gay themes and water sports please just don't read it. Thank you.) * I was determined. This weekend it would happen. I would loose my gay virginity and complete manhood. The hard way. Tonight would change everything. Until now I've never had sex with a ma...
This is a follow up to: A Losing Hand in the End After I told my girlfriend Noreen about my encounter with Ben it's hard to say who was more excited at the prospect of the three of us getting together her or me. We were sitting on the couch at the time and Noreen said, "Oh Russell you go all Bi without me there to enjoy the show. Not very considerate of y...
December 29, 1989 - Rahway, New Jersey -- "Thirty-one ain't so old y'know, y'got a lotta years ahead of ya." Marty Piatkowski didn't bother answering. He was trying to determine how best to pack. Everything he owned was spread out on the bed, all neatly folded; four white T-shirts, four pair of briefs, four pairs of white socks, three short-sleeved shirts...
Note: All of these characters are property of Capcom, I am just borrowing them. For those of you readers who have never played Resident Evil, be warned that this story contains scenes of explicit violence and gore. Leon stood in the ransacked basement weapons locker, adjusting his holster straps and thinking about where Claire might be. From what little he'...
Show horses are sports cars. They're fast, smooth, sleek, and attract like kind in owners, trainers, and dealers. As the most popular of these steeds hail from the strong sons and daughters of a Central and South-American breed, most of these trainers, owners, and human accomplices are fine, muscular, dark-skinned Latino men who know how to move, in the sadd...
Tony leaned back from his desk, the one hand, or more specifically the two fingers, with which he had been typing feeling numb. His other hand, however, wasn't so much numb at the fingertips as it was at the wrist. The penis he held in his hand, jerking up and down in his languidly flicking wrist, was hovering somewhere between achieving full arousal and sub...
We had fallen asleep after our post swap anal encounter, and I woke up to April kissing all over my chest. "We need to get up, shower and get some food in us. Our night is starting soon." My cock was hard again from seeing her naked body hovering over me, but before I could reach out to grab her, she bounded out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I heard th...
II. Lasagna Confessions Their kiss at the doorstep had been a promising surprise. Not that anything was certain to happen, thought Jason, but a kiss was a better start than shaking hands. During the day, while pondering about tonight, shaking hands had been his worst image. A sexy pair of brown leather pants clad around her butt. He couldn’t keep his eyes...