Sometimes, I think the worst thing in the world is unwanted attraction. I find myself attracted to someone that I hate myself for wanting. And the things I look at online make me question myself. My name is Richard James Edmond. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I recently moved to the Province of Ontari...
Once again, this story involves bodily functions and much humiliation as well as some spanking and hints of potential incest, so if any of those things offends you, read no further. ***** Malinda was still amazed at how things had developed with her 42-year-old stepmother, Karen, ever since Karen had shocked the 25-year-old by following through when Malind...
When I was an 18-year-old senior in high school, I finally made a date with the infamous Melanie, a great-looking brunette with big tits and very full, blow-job lips. I say "finally" because lots of other guys had fucked her. Ask her out on a date, and you get laid. Simple as that. One of those girls who'd always been pretty, she very early on sprouted boo...
When I started working as a telemarketer for Wooleyhan Marketing, I had no idea that this little shit job would wind up changing my whole life. After a few months of proving myself to be a great bullshitter, I was promoted to a Project Manager position. However, the promotion (which really just amounted to going from Dirtling to Chief Dirtling) in and of its...
Kanitz was very helpful. She knew that I'd been robbed on my way to Cercen, so she supplied me with a purse. I'd need the cash to set myself up - and to at least look like an officer. My first thought was to give some of the money to Talley and his family, to repay them for what they'd already spent of my behalf. He wouldn't hear of it. - "You need a ful...
Disclaimer: I began writing this seven part saga in late 2015. As the old saying goes; all good things come to an end. Here are parts 6 and 7. I hope you enjoy reading them, as I did writing this chronicle. All are over 18 years of age. This story is completely fictional. None of the characters portrayed are real, also none of these sexual encounters ever...
Yeah, I know I'm not a grammar nazi, not even close. I'm a mess, I don't know how to please my readers, but now I've e-mailed an editor. Looking forward to write with a hard-working one ;) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When the sky turned almost coal and my paws hurt, I stopped for a moment to rest. My camp for tonight was a small mountain called W...
I watched in my side mirror as Constable K. Mueller returned to her squad car. I had finished the "Walk a Mile in Her Shoes" march. It was a parade, not a race but my girlfriend Cheryl insisted that I best her nemesis Lori's boyfriend Paul to the finish. Paul wore low heeled Mary Janes compared to my peep toed, five inch heeled stilettos so the results wer...
A/N: This is the last chapter of How to Ride a Tikbalang. Thank you very much for reading it. Extra special thanks go to those who vote for it and favorite it. It has been quite the ride. I've added a glossary to the end of this chapter, so you can use that to check any terms I used throughout the entire story from Chapter 1 that may be unfamiliar to you....
Dear Reader: This story is a sexual fantasy and is strictly a work of fictional and is intended as ADULT entertainment, but we all know that some of our neighbors and acquaintances are acting out these scenes in their real life every day. Therefore the author encourages the reader to practice safe sex always. If you are offended by sexually explicit conte...