I’d been working as a doorman of this club called The Loft for two years now. It was a good job. Good pay, $30 an hour. Flexible hours so I could study during the week, I typically only worked Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights. People always asked, doesn’t it suck having to work every weekend while they got to drink? Not really. I was used to working weeken...
Note to the reader: Game mode is really required for this story. I CANNOT STRESS THAT ENOUGH. There are whole blocks of dialogue in some scenes that just won't appear if you don't have the scoring active. The flowchart is going to be as complicated as i can manage, and the hidden variables will determine what paths and scenes will be available to you, based...
Little Author's Note Start game now to get the full experience, almost every choice has a repercussion of some sort so i would appreciate it if you could play the story as it was intended to be read. It's a really long story and it takes it's time to fully develop the main characters so be patient and brace yourself for an extensive romantic journey, the fir...
Giuliana Benedetti looks at herself in the full body bathroom mirror, all 5'7" of herself. The light olive skin she inherited from her Sicilian ancestors is the hallmark that sometimes gives her Italian ethnic background away. She runs her smooth hands all over her body, trying to understand why her idiot of a husband Giuseppe isn't satisfied with the I...
Oliver came home one day, from a challenging time working as a psychologist, a long day, with his head aching and his body almost folding in on itself. He wanted nothing more than his STUNNING, 5’ 7” blonde wife Sarah to cook him up some of her famously tasty food, and maybe, if he was lucky, the two of them would have a treat of some sexy times later. On hi...
Peter Grayson woke up late that morning his head ringing from his hangover. Slowly getting up out of bed, he made his way over to his bathroom washing his face in an attempt to wake himself up. Looking up in the mirror, Peter checked himself out. Peter Grayson was eighteen years old with short brown hair and brown eyes. He was tall with a muscular body and s...
"Jay, what the hell is this?" She was standing inside our bedroom door holding my anal toy, black, latex and curved in one hand and my tube of lube in the other. Her arms were crossed and she was balancing on her left leg, her right extending out towards me. I was just coming in from a long day at work, so of course I stumbled in my answer. I stuttered. A...
Before you start your challenge, you need to determine who you are...What's next? Male Female Neither What's next? Male Female Neither...
“Fuck...” Moaned a soft voice, “You fucked me good...” Your eyes open. That sweet compliment came from your girlfriend, Lena. You look at her, she rests looking messy beside you, the small bed barely keeps her from falling. She might be young but what she doesn’t have in age she makes in experience. As your eyes pose on her, the focus becomes her black hair....
It was another usual evening. The usual well-dressed gangs of upscale cheating cunts gathered around the usual decorated tables with the usual fruity cocktails. The usual snide gabbing paused when a tall young guy in clean denims and a shoulder pack pushed through the door and grabbed a seat with the bitchiest bitches. I kept cleaning glasses and nodded to T...