(Hi All. This is one of the first erotic stories I ever wrote, back in the days of yore. It was never really written with CHYOA's format in mind, but I figured it's worth a shot to submit. The perspectives change between characters and it's primarily women being desperate for men. If there's any further interest or it seems like it gets a decent amount of su...
CHAPTER 3 THE UNIVERSITY I had taken Dad's insurance money and placed it with an investment advisor. I told him what I wanted to do and that I wanted to make the money go as far as it was possible. By the time I graduated from the girl's school on the river I had spent a good bit of the money, but I was surprised to learn that my advisor had been making mo...
Tom is in his late-twenties and single. He's about average height, with an average build and a slightly better endowment. A relatively quiet guy; working and renting a small two bedroom home in the middle of a modest neighborhood. Like many folks he has periodic interactions with his neighbors, but doesn't regularly meet with any of them. One day Tom was di...
There this absolutely hot girl at the frat party called Cherry. She came with a bunch of hot chicks, but she, she is something else the classic blonde with these huge tits that have to be implants, they're too big, too firm for her to be going braless but those nipples are poking through amazingly. I dance with her and she has me so turned on my balls hur...
Note: Many thanks to my coven sister PartTimeBunny for her help with this chapter. Jasper's take on Mark's outfit choice was her idea. All characters are over 18 years of age. * * * * * The morning of their wedding day is rousingly moody and overcast. Jenni slept over at Evie's, kind of their take on a hen party. After all, she can't drink and has Mark...
Day 2: Monday This is the second chapter of the story. "Come on, somebody take the boat out with me," whined Samantha, the athletic college coed of my friend Henry's daughter.. Kathleen, his eighteen year old daughter, Doug, his twenty-one year old son, and Justin, a friend of Doug's had already left and gone fishing up at the creek. Justin had practicall...
"Al, tell me what's wrong," Kiana chided. "I skipped The Harpy for you, come on." "I'm fine, Kiana, leave me alone!" Alaster tried to close the door again, but Kiana shifted to hold it open with her shoulder. "Go away!" "The fact that you're yelling isn't helping your case," she told him. "Tell me what's wrong, or I'm bringing Hatter into this." Alaster...
If you want then, yes, we can go through this whole thing again. I don’t know what’s going on here. I don’t know who you are. I don’t know why all this is happening. For the tenth time, my name is Michelle -------. I’m 36 years old, and I live with my husband, Greg ------- at 200 ---- -------, -----, Texas, -----. I’ve known Greg for twenty years. We moved...
I think everyone has three faces, the public one, the private one and the real one. My name is Candace "Candy" Monteiro, and I'm a young Colombian-American pre-op transsexual living in the City of Miami, Florida. Anyone looking at me would see a five-foot-eight, curvy gal with light bronze skin, long straight Black hair and light brown eyes. I'm busty, curva...
If you're Black and male in North America you cast a giant shadow over everything and everyone around you, whether you're short like Kevin Hart, strong like Mike Tyson or tower over everyone else like Shaquille O'Neal. How you see yourself and how the world sees you are two completely different things. Sad but true. Take me for example. My name is Omar Saint...