My stories are all interracial and deal with large blacks and small vaginas. Your constructive comments are welcome. The insults by cowards scared to leave their e-mail address are not. * I have been a voyeur for as long as I can remember. As a teenager, I wanted to see my girlfriend have sex with another guy. Naturally, these feelings carried over into ad...
Miguel only knew Leo was the first, not the third man, Jean had to some degree been physically intimate with. Jean decided it was better he not know about her previous deceit. They were water under bridge and no longer relevant. Learning about them might harm their relationship. They were in a mutually agreed to one sided open relationship and it began with...
Christine sat quietly, looking out the window of their bedroom window. She loved the quiet times in the morning, her husband Dale off to working meant she could sit and think. It was close to a full mile to the road down by the river, she knew that almost the moment Dale got in from the field he was clearing, he would want to go down there. The big Salmon...
Abby slept better than she would have thought with the luxury of an opened window filling the room with the soft country air. She was wakened early, well, early for her, just after six, not by the crow of a Cockerel, as she would have imagined but by the insistent blare of sheep. She looked out the window to the meadows that came close to the wall of the Inn...
What a Wonderful World by Bob Thiele (using the pseudonym George Douglas) and George David Weiss, first recorded by Louis Armstrong in 1967 * She wasn't alone. That was Melissa's waking thought, a realisation so startling her eyes immediately shot open. But there he was, there was Matt, his head beside hers on the pillow, his eyes still closed, his breathi...
—warning— There are scenes of a supernatural nature. There are explicit scenes of oral and group sex. Ch. 03- Soul Prison One second I was massaging... Nibbling... Suckling... Owen's clean shaven, silky smooth balls, and in the blink of my eyes I was floating... Surrounded by creamy white clouds with a faint pinkish outline. There was no floor, no...
Es war ein schöner heller Morgen im Frühling, als Rotkäppchen sich auf den weg zu ihrer Großmutter machte. Ihrer Großmutter ging es nicht gut, hatte ihre Mutter ihr erzählt und so machte sich Rotkäppchen auf, um ihrer Großmutter einen Korb mit Kuchen und Wein zu bringen, damit bald sie wieder zu Kräften käme. Rotkäppchen war gerade achtzehn geworden und ein...
21. It's not a mystical number by any means, its easily divisible by 3 and 7, and it doesn't hold any place in the heart of a supercomputer as the answer to everything. In fact, it's quite dull if you stare at it long enough. Still, 21 holds the key to unlocking the life hidden just beneath the surface as everyone, no matter of age or race or gender, everyon...
(feel free to add) In a fantasy land, there is a tradition to have the daughters of Kings and noblemen live in castles guarded by dragons. Anyone brave enough and skilled enough can earn the title of knight. Once they have this title they are deemed worthy of taking on the challenge of rescuing a "princess" from a dragon. The dragons come in all sh...
You are a small farmer. Nothing special but you love your job. You have liked to get up early as a child. Your parents have slowly guided you towards it. You first learned to plant different crops and later how to milk the cows and minotaurs. You already knew how to give first aid to a monster before you graduated as a farmer. The werewolves that guarded the...