Greetings readers. First, an apology for my reaction to a reader that posted to my last chapter. While I value opinions of those that take the time to read what I've written, I was a bit thin-skinned that day. While he/she was wrong in their view of where they felt the story was ultimately going (their comment and my response since redacted), and therefore...
The detective was whistling nonchalantly as he walked down the station hallway. His black hair was greased back and his two-day stubble decorated with a few crumbs from an Italian sub. He made sure the coast was clear and entered a room, locking the door behind him. "How's she holding up?" he asked the deputy on guard. "She's been sweating it out in there f...
Sarkopheros Says: The conclusion to the Brod: Elasticity miniseries! It's a lot of fun if I say so myself. And wow, this story ended up being immense. Not only is it the biggest Brod (how appropriate) but it's the biggest story I've written for you so far. 12,312 words. I know that quantity is not quality, but let me tell you, this is a fun ride. If you...
Hello all. Like all my other stories this one is interracial in nature. In addition to that it also contains foot fetishism, anal play and a brief reference to MMA. So if any or all these categories bother you then don't waste your time reading it. And as always constructive criticism is welcomed. ***** "Ohh thank you so much Chris, I needed that." Brittni...
"Mmmm...you know, sometimes I wish your cock wasn't quite so long and thick!" Talk about your backhanded compliments! I looked up at my beautiful wife Liz, presently astride my hips, the cock in question buried lovingly in its favourite place. As our breathing slowly worked its way back to normal and our toes began to uncurl and relax, I rolled us over ont...
Marie had come across country on vacation to visit with her Aunt in Texas. They went into Dallas and went to the Galleria Mall, went to a nice restaurant, and some of the notable places. The highway system was scary. Before going home she decided to visit her two Uncles who were living together in an older neighborhood. Her Aunt drove her over to her Uncles...
That night while I lay in bed, my thoughts kept drifting to that afternoon with Matthew. I couldn’t stop smiling. I had never felt so alive; every nerve in my body was humming with electricity when I recalled his touch. The one thing I didn’t expect was the overwhelming guilt that kept creeping up behind my thoughts of Matthew. I knew I would feel guilty bu...
"As much as I love seeing you on a Friday night sweetie, you can't fool me, you're avoiding him," Bree said as she scrolled through the movies on Netflix. As Bree and Harlee sat in the low lit living room streaming movies from the chrome cast. The weeks had fallen by the wayside around them. At this point most nights they hardly saw one another. Which for...
How do I start the story of my transformation, from a young punk to a cock-hungry whore? I guess it begins with the summer of senior year of high school, a night I still look back to with shame. Those were dark times, when I was mostly a bundle of hormones and vanity. Still, I guess I need to start from the beginning. Looking back on the night, I never shou...
As Jessi stood in the sandwich shop looking at the menu board, twirling her blonde hair around one finger as she bit her bottom lip, I watched the guy behind the counter, who was likely younger than my twenty-year-old companion despite appearances at that moment, stare at her modest but perfect breasts, to which her shirt adhered as if it were glued on. "C...