FagCuckShit © 2017 by Jessica MandellaAn anon and his favorite BTB author behaving like real men Introduction for This Universe. Hi. I'm Jessica Mandella, the sole and original author of this creative work in this entire universe. I like to tell stories about people in alternate parallel universes. In this world, TrevorBTB is an entirely fictitious charac...
A million thoughts ran marathons through my head. I was entranced by my unbelievably sexy step-sister. She seemed to be playing with my head (both heads for that matter). She seemed to enjoy teasing me to the brink. I think she had become quite sexually liberated in the past 24 hours. The stand-offish prude was now displaying her breasts for me, nonchalantly...
Nancy stared dreamily at the young man sitting at her kitchen table. He really was a lovely specimen. He looked so cute as he concentrated on the math problems, and she took the opportunity to admire his body. She loved the fact that he was comfortable enough as her neighbour not to worry about what he wore. He'd come over in a pair of loose-fitting running...
Stevie sat in the rear of Mrs Lanbourne's four door hardtop Sedan de Ville as it sped north on the interstate. The interior of the new 1956 Cadillac smelt antiseptic and nice. She had just bought it. Mrs Lanbourne was like that, this elegant lady with her long nose and lambent brown eyes: everything was the best. Stevie thought of her these days as his real...
(All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.) ***** When the twins awoke I made sure that I was the first person they saw. I didn't want them to be alone. I knew they would most likely be out for at least a couple of hours, and so I had opted to sit on the edge of their beds and monitor their conditions. I kept both bedroom doors open and...
She mentally cursed for the umpteenth time, struggling and whimpering, but it did no good at all. She'd designed the cart too well. Ryn was an engineer, and a damn good one. She had to be. With her long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, high cheekbones, 38C chest, narrow waist, and long, shapely legs, she could've been a model. She could've been a stripper....
"Your destination is on your right in 500 feet". My heart was pounding in my chest. I pulled up to the house and shut the car off, taking one last look in the rear-view mirror to make sure my make-up was perfect and my perky tits were straining to pop out of my shirt. I got out and grabbed my bag from the backseat before walking up to the house. My palms we...
Note to the readers: This is the final chapter in this story. Thank you so much for reading; I'm very glad to have met this community and hope you enjoy the conclusion. ***** The first thing Eiri did was call his mother. She wasn't awake; he left a message. Nothing specific about a dead coworker - certainly not that it was a woman, found in his bed. She wo...
Thank you all so much for the voting and comments about my stories. I do enjoying writing things that give people pleasure in some form or other, I just wish I had more time to put into it. I am thankful I have those other things in my life that do get in the way from my doing this. You can never be too humble or thankful for your blessings. ***** December...
Author's note: Here comes a short romance of roughly 11k words. There are no further instalments. There's not much to be said beforehand. I hope you enjoy it and please don't forget to leave a vote. There is a little sex in there but it's not much and only towards the end, so if you're looking for a quick fix, this is not the right story. My thanks go to m...