Peter wasn't much for social media. He wasn't high-minded about it. It was just that, while having homework or the flu was easy enough to explain—how were you supposed to fit switching bodies with Wolverine and then waking up from his drunken haze to find you were in bed with the two deadliest assassins in New York into a status update? He could barely belie...
This is a little story that happened to me when I first started dating my wife. At the time, we'd been together about 10 months, had already dropped the "I love you bomb" and were making plans to start living together soon. And why not? We'd pretty much spent every waking minute together since the day we met, which is pretty shocking, since I'm a guy who gen...
The next morning, the stunning Mrs Swenson is on all her hands and knees. Her 18 year old lover, Marcus Jefferson, is behind her, mounting her like a bitch in heat. Inga had surprised the youngster this morning putting his black cock in her mouth, the teenager filling her hungry tummy with another load of creamy sperm. She thought she had sucked the boy’s co...
This is the finale of the story. I apologize, but this part is longer than the first three. I had originally intended to split the story into five parts, but I couldn't find a good point where the events had a natural divide and the last two sections would be roughly of equal length. Rather than pick an artificial split and leave everyone off-balance, I dec...
This story ended up being long and has been split into two parts, 'Two Friends Share Intimacy' Pt. 04' and 'Pt. 05'. This story resumes below. Part 5 We had both showered and got dressed, and where each wearing our prefered mode of attire, sports shorts and a t-shirt. 'Ready?' she asked. 'I'm a bit nervous.' 'Me too, but I'm more hungry than nervous...
Forget-me-nots and second thoughts live in isolationHeads or tails and fairytales in my mind -- Green Day, Are We The Waiting October 21, 2001 Sexual success is an addiction. I had slept with a dozen women in my life and could relive each first encounter with near-perfect recall. I remembered wiping away the tears in Heather's eyes while we claimed each...
Welcome one and all to chapter 6 of this amazing story that many of you have fallen in love with. I mean hell, last chapter was actually in the Hall of Fame for about a week! Needless to say I'm going to keep stepping up my game each chapter. Of course I will always bring my brand of humor into each story just to lighten the mood a little.As always thank you...
This was a deeply emotional story for me that culminated over six months of off and on writing. Enjoy... ~ BSR * Rayne lay in her bed, thrashing restlessly in her sleep. Her brow was sweating, her chest was heaving with an undying nightmare. Her smooth hands clutched at her sheets as she flailed about in horror, her legs were a tempest. In her mind, he wa...
(Author's note: Everyone in this story is at least 18 years old) (Thanks again to ErikaKane for her help as editor, I really appreciate it) * Come Monday, there was a spring in my step and a smile on my face. I mean, come on, who wouldn't be smiling? I even waved good morning to the spider that lived above my locker and just wouldn't die no matter what I...
Here's the next installment. I'm sorry it's a little late getting out, real life got in the way for a while. I hope I got the Guinness right this time. Thanks as always to my editor Dawn. You're such a dear for sticking with me, also Misty and Miss Cullen for your guidance on the critics. Please enjoy the story, and don't forget to vote. * For quite some t...