The following madcap group sex fantasy was posted in conjunction with the April Fools 2019 contest. *** It was a phrase that Chris first started hearing the moment he had started to date Brielle. "She's a wild one." Even now, on the verge of their wedding, he still occasionally encountered this response when meeting someone who had known his fiancée during...
Have you been to a rock show? Did you end up down front in the mosh pit, packed in with thousands of jumping bodies, hot and sweaty as fuck, people crowd surfing over the top of ya, their feet and other random shit hitting you in the head, and you're elated, jumping with the human wave, bouncing off your feet to the beat and rhythm of the music, which is pum...
++++++++++ "What's his deal?" Eddie asked from behind the bar. He gave a suspicious nod toward the man seating himself at the table in the far corner. "He's harmless, Eddie. Just leave him be," Lily replied, not even looking up to see who he was talking about. She tried to act nonchalant, hoping he'd drop the subject but suspecting he wouldn't. Eddie coul...
"Are you just about ready?" called Todd from the bedroom. "Almost," shouted Hanna from the adjoining bathroom, the frustration apparent in her voice. "Can you please come in here and help me with this dress!" "Sure babe," said Todd calmly as he came through the door from the bedroom. "WOW!" "Wow's right!" replied Hanna, grimacing as she struggled to tie t...
Tommy looked up, suddenly aware of a presence in front of him. He was still strapped to the slender punishment frame, although the young nurses had finished liberally applying unguents and liquids to his bottom and legs. Somehow, his tight confinement to the frame had seemed to give him comfort, some stability perhaps. He had seemed to be able to relax as...
A Fine Arrangement: Dual Quads or Dual Quads and Gizmo Sex A story by XXscribbler For the past three years, Professor of Anthropology Gisela had been the University's only quadriplegic faculty member -- brake failure on a big truck owned by a national shipping company, clear negligence. The resulting broken neck left her with neither sensation nor mo...
A warm breeze blew in from the sea as Peter walked along the cobbled harbour causeway. The threadbare soles of his white yacht shoes did little to cushion the rough surface. He had walked over twenty miles since leaving the small pension where, for a few francs he had stayed the night. He reached into the pocket of his white trousers, which were already gru...
Welcome to the latest instalment. Please start reading this series from the first chapter. Thank you very much to those who have left encouraging and helpful messages. These are really appreciated showing that somebody is reading my scribblings. To date: John Smith had an injection of contaminated testosterone, causing his cock and balls to permanently e...
This is Chapter Five of The Lessons. If you haven't already done so, you are encouraged to read the earlier chapters; otherwise, aspects of the story might not be understandable. This is the last chapter of the initial series of The Lessons. I will be happy to write more, if this series is well received. In any case, please do provide feedback. There are ob...
I'm flat-chested. When I say "flat-chested," I don't just mean that I have small boobs. I mean I have no boobs. I found on the Internet a description of a girl like me. It said, "If she takes off her clothes, stands sideways, and sticks out her tongue, she looks like a zipper." That pretty well sums it up. I am seriously flat-chested. I could have told you...