Just a quick note on describing breast sizes for male (and, it seems, a few female) writers: When describing a character in a story, the more details you can throw in the better. We don't want to know that a girl has nice tits, we want to know how high they sit, what shape they are, what colour the skin is, what colour the nipples are, what they smell and t...
When Estara awoke, Derran was still there. She sighed happily, relieved not to have dreamed him. Usually she did not like customers to spend more than a few hours with her, and she certainly did not allow them to sleep in her bed. She became bored with their company after a while, and started to want her own space back again. But this man, for all his enor...
(This is the final Drifter story. This story includes some violent and very graphic situations - if this kind of stuff disturbs you - this is your warning.) * He leaned against the gray BMW watching the front of the school. Soon classes would be letting out, and the final part of his plan would fall into place. At about 2:50 PM the bells rang at West Phoen...
It was a Friday, I came home late to my apartment alone and a bit drunk. As I was fumbling with my keys I saw a box. Without thinking I grabbed it on the way in and dumped it on the table. I dropped onto the couch to watch some TV, but nothing was on. Still lagging in my mind was that box. I fixed myself some food and watched some stupid animal show on cable...
Additions are welcome and encouraged! After the initial setup of the story, go to the thread "16.1: Go with the girls" and start adding there! ====================================================== You love your wife, Jenny, more than anything in the world. You two were high school sweethearts, and your marriage in unusually functional, if not perf...
The world of Endowiar is a place full of wonders. It has several large continents and islands, some small and some large, all of them inhabited by various races and creatures. The various races include humans, elves, orcs, dwarves, catmen, goblins, and many others. The assortment of creatures that live in this world, both magical and not, is almost endless -...
When they woke in the morning they made love one more time, this time tenderly, like lovers are supposed to. They revelled in the luxury of the crisp white sheets, in ordering room service for breakfast, and in just having time together. He noticed how she winced when he touched her backside, and, now his lust had somewhat subsided, almost felt guilty for w...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = It's so nice to be insaneNo one asks you to explainRadio by your side, Angie Baby Angie Baby, you're a special ladyLiving in a world of make-believeWell, maybe... Well, maybe... From the song "Angie Baby" written by Alan O'Day and sung by Helen Reddy in 1974 This series of stories is inspired f...
Mr. Brown rubbed his cum-oozed cockhead on Chelsea's juicy dark lips. His thick cum still oozed and dripped down Chelsea's face. "Let's remove the rest of your shirt and wipe the cum off your gorgeous face," suggested Mr. Brown. Chelsea lifted her arms up and Mr. Brown pulled her shirt up and over her arms. Her entire chest was bare now and for Mr. Brown'...
Samantha couldn’t wait to get back to work, all the fun she’d been having was making her more and more horny every day. Today she had decided to not wear any underwear to work. Everyday Samantha took time to look in the mirror at her mature voluptuous body. Mature age hadn't adversely affected her body, she had a very curvy body with a fairly wide hips and a...