Disclaimer: This story contains references to acts performed by fictional characters that might offend some readers. The author ensures that these events were written in as a story telling plot device and as an expression of the tale being told in their imagination, and hopes that the story is neither ruined for the reader nor as a whole by any references...
As always: Thanks to rf-fast for the editing work. Your insights are what takes this story from mindless drivel to readable. Attention readers: This is NOT a short story NOR does the sex occur quickly. Also, considering its length, it is light on the erotic aspect of stories on this site. They are there, but you have to read to get to them. If you are look...
This is a story born of a role-play exchange in the forums of a futanari-interest website, hence the credit to the other player. © 2010 Bishiebunny and GingerM Act 1 - A Fortuitous Meeting He wanted to visit Ireland, see the castles, the green hills, visit a pub and maybe explore his roots. She wanted Cancun, to hit the beaches and drink exotic drinks...
For more information on the characters in this story, please read the following: What Mother-in-Law Wants Badge of Betrayal Clarissa Gets Served Grab Life by the Balls The Ghost of Red River Falls Darla's Dilemma Getting Back to Square One ***WARNING*** This is a long story. How do I know? Because I wrote the damned thing. If plot development...
-------------------- Prologue -------------------- Mackenzie cursed under her breath. The rain had soaked her feet as well as the lower part of her stockings. She put away her flimsy umbrella and went to the ticket machine. The station was very busy, as morning rush hour was upon her. Most people barely gave anyone or anything a second glance, as they we...
Part I: Debbie Alan Burnett listened to the same 'oldies' station he had for years now; the music was predictably comfortable and the commercials were kind of funny – sometimes anyway, and besides, almost everyone else in the department listened to the station. You could always count on a happy mix of sixties stuff, but usually they played more seventies mu...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 1 Annette Young lazily scratched her flabby buttock while waiting for Gordon Ziegler to finish the joint they'd been sharing. She laughed at him as he suddenly sputtered and coughed harshly, the acrid marijuana smoke coming out of his mouth and...
A fair warning to the readers. This novella is actually the first half of a novel length story that I have yet to complete. While the story presented here has an arc of sorts it ends abruptly, so go into this knowing you are only reading the first half of a story. I have no idea if or when I will finish this novel but I felt there was enough here for a "Book...
Her ears popped as she stepped from the revolving doors and into the lobby of US Financial Plaza. Though it was probably just the adjustment of leaving behind the vacuum-sealed pocket of air in the doors themselves, Sarah Jane Scott could be forgiven for believing it to be something more symbolic and profound. The din of the world outside faded away. It wa...
Prologue "Shit. Feels so fuckin' good." "Please, please, please. Harder," the little redhead begged. We started pounding harder. "Oh, God. Yes," she squealed. "Fuck, man. I can feel you," I gasped. "Yeah. Jesus. Fucking close," Raine gritted out. I looked at his enraptured face and my balls tightened painfully. Shit. His dark eyes were hooded, his teeth...