Captains log HMS Queen Charolette, July the 6th the year of our lord 1815. The ship yards of Deptford have came into view as the rising sun brought a new found cheer to my men. The sight of the city we left so many years ago brings to conclusion the Napoleonic wars. With Napoleon once again placed into exile, this time on the island of St. Helena we could fi...
"Ahhh...ahhh....mmmm...." My voice echoes through my apartment as I jerk off my 10 inch cock. Up and down. Up and down. My right hand grasps firmly onto the shaft and goes up and down. With my left hand, grabbed a dildo to which I would use to fuck my boy-pussy, in and out. In and out. It was heaven. I finally got to rent my own apartment, where I...
DISCLAIMER Why are you reading this? You know these all say the same thing. You could be reading porn right now. But instead you're reading this. It's amateur erotic fiction; do you really think there's any legal issues? Are you old enough? Is this legal in your area? Does anyone check what porn is and is not permitted in his or her area? Why would you even...
Chapter 24 Life and Death Moira sat at the kitchen table pouring milk over her breakfast cereal when Shane and Carmen came into the room. It was a Saturday morning two weeks after Dana's party. Normally Shane and Carmen were up, showered, dressed and gone to work before Moira and Jenny stirred or took their turns in the bathroom. On Saturdays, though, Shane...
I was in line at the checkout counter of the Central Public Library. Wasn't really looking up, I was on my phone as all civilized people are when standing in line. We moved forward a step and when I finally did look up, I was treated to the backside of a frumped-out redhead. Tattered plaid miniskirt, pale legs, and a half-tucked blouse. My first thought was...
Sorry for the delay, everyone, but I had to get this right. This is the home-stretch. Only one more segment after this. Hope you enjoy. -redskyes Chapter 78 When I woke up, I was alone. Sarah's robe was still lying on the floor next to mine, where we'd left them, but I could smell her wonderful scent lingering on the sheets and the pillow beside me. Yawni...
Many, many thanks to my editor, CoyGirl00. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ My name is Joel Leopold. I'm a mechanic at a luxury car reseller, Silicon Valley Exotics (SVE), Sunnyvale, California. The owner and my boss is Steve Carter. I'm 31, been working on and restoring collectible cars like Triumph, Kaiser, Ferrari, Lamborghini, Jaguar, Fe...
Author's Note: This is the final part of The New Neighbors, the thrilling two part story about love, lizardmen, and teenagers WHO ARE ALL STILL EIGHTEEN. They didn't become not eighteen between story halves. Time travel is in the Concord stories. * In the anti-climax that defines many stories of the world, a text message full of amazingly explicit pictures...
"We've been here for an hour and got a few semi interested glances. She strolls in on heels and has three watchers in seconds." "No shit, right? Bitch, you suck. Why are we even friends with her?" "Me personally, because some of her cast offs have been fuckin' hot!" "I know right? That alone should make her suck all the more." "Yeah, but in a way, she's...
Well, this is it, the last segment of Strange Days. A huge, huge, huge thank you to Blind_Justice for all of his help, and to everyone else, for your encouraging words and messages. The end of a story rarely satisfies every reader, but this one, I'm happy with. With luck, you will be too. It has been an amazing journey, and I look forward to the next one. -...