Matt's cock thumped within the confines of his jeans. He was so horny that he wanted to reach down and stroke the swollen cobra he'd turned into. But he didn't dare. After all, Matt didn't want to scare his new neighbor. His new, very naked neighbor. Instead he held perfectly still. Only his eyes tracked every jiggle and sway of her curvaceous form. The word...
I remember the first time that I saw a Mustang. It was a brand new '64 powder blue with a white top. It was pretty compared to what was around in those days. Many of the new car models were boring until the Mustang added some excitement to the mix. I lusted over Mustang's until I bought my first one in '85, a black GT with a 5 speed and two tone charcoal g...
This was originally titled Quicksilver Messenger, but based on some ideas from readers I have made some changes and retitled the series. In addition, I have a new editor that helped clean up some of the speed bumps in the story. Thanks to Glenn514. It is still the same basic story and the changes are not massive, but to me it is enough to warrant a new versi...
Chapter 17 April was still in her euphoric subspace high, floating in an almost out of body existence. Her medical training had told her what she was experiencing was a release of epinephrine from the adrenal glands, dopamine, as well as a dump of endorphins and encephalins. It was one of the most intense highs a body could ever achieve, but it didn't come...
A Devil's Bargain I didn't know it at the time, but I made a devil's bargain when I, Connor Colin Cooper (yeah my parents were jokers or loved rhyming, I don't know which), aka Triple C, was about to start my junior year of college. My family had suffered some reverses during my sophomore year. This included my father losing his job, my mother having a hea...
Herb didn't expect a knock on his door that day, especially at mid morning. He answered and there stood a woman in her late thirties. She had a somewhat hard look to her eyes with dark hair that she wore in a tight ponytail. "Hi, I'm Kora, your neighbor down the hall." she said in a throaty voice. "Oh, hello!" Herb replied, "Is there... something I can hel...
© copyright, Raymond Descheneaux, 2019 * It was customary for Grandmother, my Grandfather's highest-ranking wife, to assign a color to each woman to serve as the theme of her sexual wardrobe. Hers was royal purple, as befitted a queen. Mine was red, and as I was fond of rich and elaborate clothing, especially the niqabs that covered my face and the abayas...
Always furtive, always changing unseen in the locker room, always avoiding public restrooms: this was his life. At just under four inches at full erection, technically, he had a micro penis. Otherwise, he appeared normal, even masculine. He was nearly six feet tall, but shut out of the world of normal men, or so he felt. It seemed such a shame; he wasn't bad...
"Really, Sinestra, you have to get over this obsession with young Woodbead's class," Arachna, Lady Lacrodecta of Cob Priory chided her daughter as she changed the cast on the girl's arm. "Have you bothered to actually read Twerp's Peerage, especially the early entries on each family? The Nobility weren't created by the gods, after all. All of us were 'common...
The characters and events in this story are the inventions of the author's imagination. Any similarity to real people and events is only coincidence. This is the third story in the Katrina series. My thanks to all the readers who made the first two stories my most widely read to date, and special thanks to those who voted for the stories. I know it is dange...