I could not believe it, they both knew what that did to me, they knew that saying that would make me uncontrollably horny, craving a cock, craving sex, my cunt pulsed and throbbed with desire. I stood there looking at my sister’s apartment building. It had been over 10 years since I last saw her, I knew she had not moved. I also knew she could still be mad a...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wanted to thank y'all for your votes and comments. It tweaks my heart that so many of you are enjoying this as much as I am writing it with Scooter. SCOOTERS' NOTE : Thank you, shysub, for your concern as to my well being. It is much appreciated. Unfortunately, care in the community deemed me unsuitable and the local pharmacy is out of vali...
"Yech!" Duchess Careena Galin muttered under her breath. She was starting to get used to the masculine voice that sounded whenever she spoke and the large, pudgy hands that held the half rotten fruit in front of her. The market in Remar was much larger than the one in Genoise, but because of the heat a lot of the food was spoiled. She was having a tough time...
Chapter 7 Saturday We arrived at the Mu House with a few minutes to spare. Every light was on in the house and we could hear music playing from inside. It sounded like they were having a party. I guessed we were the guests of honor. I knocked on the door and it was answered by Prof. Jorgensen. "Come in." She said. "Let's go down to the basement so we can g...
The first time that it happened, it was rather on the odd side, but I chose not to comment too much on it when I first saw it. After all, it was probably just a college dorm prank by one of my roommates, albeit in very poor taste, at least unless his girlfriend was okay with it (or if he had bought them himself and wore them). A pair of red satin panties l...
Chapter 12 in the Mr. Basketball series. All characters involved in sexual activity are 18 and older. ***** "Welcome to Duke University," the coach said as we entered her office. "It's more like welcome back for me," I said offering Taylor a seat after we shook hands. "Oh?" she asked curiously. "I played three seasons for coach K before I was injured a...
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Felicia Hardy, aka the Black Cat, slowly rappelled down the side of the building; the rear alley she had chosen was devoid of streetlights and apparently deserted. The young burglar had waited for almost an hour while hidden in shadows, just to observe any activity in the alley. Her skin-tight costume, which made her almost invisible to the eye, was complete...
My name is Joan. For the purposes of this story you don't need to know my last name, though I shall tell you a few details of my history and myself as they become pertinent to my tale. To start, I graduated from the University of Nevada, Las Vegas not long ago with double BAs in accounting and computer science. As our story begins I was 22 years old and had...
You've heard the expression, "Everything but the kitchen sink?" That's in these next few chapters as well. Enjoy! ** Then drowned in desire, our souls on fire, I lead the way to the funeral pyre. And without a thought of the consequence, I gave in to my decadence. One slip, and down the hole we fall... —One Slip from Pink Floyd, A Momentary Lapse of Reason...