When I spread my legs and let my insides open wide to an alien donkey dick... wait, I know what you're thinking...I probably asked for it. But no...I wanted it and I loved it. I myself am 5'3, 102 lbs. and red on the head like a dick on a dog. I'm small on account of all the meth that I snort and smoke all the damn time. I can take a dick tho. I can take the...
Copyright © 2020 by Henry C. Roberts. All Rights Reserved. Disclaimer: This story is for Adults Only. If you are underage, exit now. Make sure to store this book where minors cannot access it. This book contains graphic language and scenes of sexual acts. All characters portrayed are over the age of 18 years old. All sexual acts are consenting. This story...
It was a scorching late July day. Alex Wakefield had been planning on spending it at the beach ogling all the tourist chicks in their skimpy little bikinis. Maybe getting lucky in the evening. They were all dirty cows, especially when they were drunk. Then the call from Teddy Demme had come in. "Something's come up, lads. I'm going to need you for the next...
In the year following our trip to Jamaica Barbara B. and I took a camping trip to the Outer Banks of North Carolina. Again we dropped off Herbert, her son, with his grandma; she lived in North Carolina. We had decided to camp on the beach. Even though it was late summer the part of the beach we camped on was very empty and we saw no other cars in the parkin...
CHAPTER 1 Sheila Krug looked over the top of her wine glass at his husband's business partner, a riot of thoughts plunging through her mind. Naughty -- nay, disgusting thoughts. She brazenly lifted a hand across her left breast and slowly plucked at the nipple beneath her gown, sending sensations of the very wrong kind through the body of the mother of two...
***I'm moving the spotlight away from Louhi for a little while. This will tie in later, but for now, we're looking at the border country which separates England from Scotland. The year is not 1000AD yet but I needed a clan who could have been active there near the border and had a feud running with their opposite numbers on the other side. I picked a name,...
Hello, and welcome to the ninth issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. If you want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of their piece. If you want to make a general comment on...
8: Hot Lips In a ten room apartment just off Fifth Avenue on 65th Street, Mr. Phelps Phelps was leaning forward to touch his wife's chin with the fingers of his right hand. Mr. Phelps was standing and Mrs. Phelps was sitting just in front of him. Mr. Phelps wore a dark suit, a gray silk tie, a white handkerchief in the left breast pocket of his jacket. Mrs....
If you haven't read the first part of Susan's stupid history bet, I strongly advise that you do so. This is a continuation and picks up where the other left off. ******* "Let's do this!" Susan said, trying to sound confident. She was nude in the public library in front of 20 some odd students. "One more thing, you must masturbate through the next test."...
A word about the series, unrequited love had always been one my favorite subjects. I guess that is because it appeals to both the romantic and compassionate parts of my personality. I really hate the idea that two people would suffer needlessly with happiness and fulfillment so close to them. The plot of each story attempts to place the central characters i...