First of all I want to thank the people that liked and favorited the story, and quickly follow it up with a laugh at the expense of nearly all the people that commented. Apparently you don't know what CYOA stands for and you can't recognize a formatting error when you see one. Also wanted to point out that not a single person that was mocking my work was sig...
Prologue: The following is the longest stand alone narrative I've published to date. Normally I would post something this long in two parts, but didn't in this case since the first half is almost entirely an introduction to the sexual activities which occur in the second half. So please bear with it until then. Thank you. As always, comments are welcome as...
THE PROPOSITION Over the next few weeks one thing made itself perfectly clear; our personal love life was out of this world! For instance, before that fateful night at Lou's Tavern, Holly would rarely give me a blow job. She just didn't like doing it and for sure she most certainly would never dream of swallowing. But now she gives them to me all the tim...
[Part 8] Shartan: I already had my list of questions ready and was working on what tactics to use on Desai when Amrita called and said that Desai's secretary had called, something had come up and he would not be able to see me today. I told her to call back and get an appointment for any day that he was free this week. Now, this was really annoying. In...
Thanks again for all the support, folks! Please enjoy the latest installment of my tale, straight from my caffeine-and-Deadmau5-addled brain to your eyeballs. ***** Kristin couldn't help but laugh. Jason said he loved her. Ha. Even if that were true, it no longer mattered. Love or no, he was going to come for her anyway. Kristin watched Jason's face go...
Now, if there was one guy who liked extracurricular activities, it was Henry. He was a first class asshole. He always had the nastiest ideas, which usually involved completely humiliating either me or Becky. Whenever he approached me for a special request, I knew I'd end up with either a sore ass, a cum soaked face, ripped clothes, or any combination thereof...
[The Albion Bar is fictional although in 2018 there is a bar in another part of the city with that name. Michelle Hanley is in several other stories including the one here.] Motor City's burning Charlotte De Havilland was another student at the City College of New York in 1974-75 but it was difficult to say whether she was a junior, a senior, or whatever....
Chapter One -- The Deal Author's note: I know very little about playing poker. I have played blackjack in a few casinos in the USA, Australia, Europe, UK, even Vanuatu but that's the sum of my experience with gambling. Blame any factual errors squarely on me rather than my researchers, Google and Netflix xxx Michele Tiffany was not the name on her birth ce...
Part One Hearing Chad grunt, I looked to my left knowing that he couldn't hold back any much longer. My wife Tina was staring up at me and the look in her eyes told me what I already knew. They were going to win the bet. I could see the little smile in her eyes as she worked her finger up into Chad's ass. I knew this would be the final straw that would star...
Mule looked up to the high dome of The Pit, its black marble 'sky' was dotted with white and blue streaks that almost reminded him of the night sky. Were it not for the bright lights that reflected off the white stone walls, white stone pillars, and white stone floors of the interior chamber it would be. This was a place of politics, ironically named The Pi...