I walked up to room 714, my girlfriend's dorm room, after spending the past five minutes convincing a girl outside that I was in no way a threat to anyone, or their things. After the two and a half hour drive I had just finished, I was exhausted and had barely been able to stay civil with the insufferably long winded girl; barely affected by the five hour en...
This is the continuing story of Pete, and his wife. For a full understanding of our character's please start with the story titled "Oh man...your breath smells" Parts 1-4, which can be accessed from my home page. Our story transitions at this point to include Pete's wife in her journey of depravity. As we have learned in the previous portions of this tale,...
The headache came on a little after lunch. It was Wednesday, four days after my ex walked out of my life and into the arms of his fat-tittied cow, and it was also my first day back at work. I'd called in sick on Monday and Tuesday, but I hadn't been sick. I'd been binging on tequila, trying to drown my grief, guilt, and nearly ever-present anxiety. But it ha...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Disclaimer: This story contains strong language and use of racial slurs, big cocks, tits and ass. Not realistic at all. If you are looking for realism or if you are easily offended then this story is not for you. Some Useful words to know before you read the story: Hijab...
Rori King's POVArrowhead Pack House There would not be a lot of time before law enforcement arrived. Per our plan, Chase had called 911 as soon as we saw the wolves rushing through the trees along our southern boundary. It didn't take much longer for our cameras to pick up the groups of cars and trucks filled with armed warriors heading our way. They couldn...
(This is a detective story and a some what dark one at that. it contains several somewhat vivid descriptions of crimes. If this is not your type of story...well...I gave a warning.) The soft tap of my cigarette on my lighter is a comfort. A Zen like feeling settles around my as the familiar sound puts me at ease. Even more so the softer crinkle sound fo...
Truth Cries from the Semen, a Metaphysical Journey ====================== Author's notes. Almost a narrative, the story recounts in first person a melancholic intellectual young woman's self-discovery journey from naïve "real world" pornography exposure to her ominous choice to throw herself, all at once, into an entire night of visceral fetishistic group...
George circled the vampire before him with an eagerness he hadn't felt in years. He clenched and unclenched his fists as he surveyed his opponent with a technical eye. He heard the loud laugh from Karl as his friend took on the remaining party of vampires. His growl and the sound of breaking bone was enough to get George's blood pumping. He struck with a d...
18 years later, in late August, in Montreal * Camilla was now 37 years old; thanks to her use of Nigrovum to slow down the ageing process, however, she looked only 25! She'd been a lecturer on English literature in McGill University for the past nine years, having started her teaching job there quite soon after receiving her doctoral degree. So where was...
CHAPTER 24 "What will the Affairs' Office do?" I asked. Ezra answered, "Nothing, when the informants find the body and basement they will realize that he was dealing with demons. You know well enough that many are prejudiced against us, there will be no investigation and they will not tell our department for fear of retribution. Not to mention they would n...