JEN ~ A GIRL, A CAR, A ROAD: GETTING HER KICKS ON ROUTE 66 © Chicago [This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. As such, the story may or may not totally conform to reality. With the exception of the historical places and persons, all other locations,...
Author's notes: This is my first story. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated, since I'm still learning the ropes. This story is about a romance between a man and a shemale, if you do not like this, you should click 'back' on your browser. If this story is well received, I might bring up a sequel, I already have some ideas, but feel free to bring up any...
Author's Note: There's a character's surname, which is Takagi, but I think I might have misspelled it somewhere. Sorry about that. I tried to catch all the misspellings, but I might have missed some. I'm stupid sometimes. *** Mason and Kennedy's birthdays were two days apart. So, they liked to celebrate both their birthdays on the same day. They scheduled...
My roommate's a nudist. Sounds weird, doesn't it? Well, it is. I've learned to live with it, and I love her to death, but the fact is, it's a pretty unusual characteristic to find in a roommate. And if I'm honest, it's made my own way of looking at things a bit more unusual, too. – We met through mutual friends of mutual friends. I mention that only to sh...
I work in the PR department of a southern university. We have a media program here, for which we host a series of Women in Media lectures. These events draw their speakers from the ranks of women in broadcast media. My part in it is to arrange for the participants to travel to us and handle their accommodations. I have met some wonderful ladies who are compe...
The CFO flung himself forward, seizing a fistful of my hair while pressing his stern mouth against my soft lips. Cologne and cognac filled my senses as he shoved his tongue in and out of my mouth, dancing and twisting and tasting my insides. A swell of uncertainty sent shivers down my spine before I slowly started to melt and gave in to my temptations. The...
Some days, it just paid to stay in bed. Sam rolled over and groaned. Her head hurt, her mouth was dry, and she felt as though every kind of creature was crawling over her eyeballs. She covered her face with the pillow, and listened to the clock radio. It was singing at her, telling her it was time to get up. But how could she? She had stayed out way too la...
A brief introduction: This is sort of a BTB story of. Read it and you'll find out what that means. I hope you enjoy. Once you're finished leave a comment. Vote even if you want. Additionally there is no sexual activity by anyone under eighteen. There are children, but they have no direct role in the story. All right; it's Wednesday, 11:30 a.m. and I'm...
Warlocks, werewolves, banshees, ah Demons. I pulled the book from the shelf and sat down at the massive mahogany desk. It was amazing how many books you could find on evil. People tend to dismiss them as lunatic rantings but they were usually true. An individual person is smarter than the society to which he belongs. Well I at least would like to believe tha...
Note All Characters are fictitious and comprise composites of facets of persons and are not intended to represent any actual individual persons either living or dead. Slaved The fan above the bed creaked and groaned ineffectively in the suffocating heat, barely cooling the legion of flies that crawled exhaustedly over it, the clock said three a.m which me...