This is an INTERRACIAL SEX STORY! If you have a problem with that, read something else. It's not my fault if the caretaker is black and the young wife is white. It's not my fault if he is hung like a horse. It takes two hands to handle a whopper. It's certainly not my fault, if you're reading these stories while jacking off your little weiner with two finger...
Gestapo Headquarters Paris Department A2 Friday October 10 1940 9:00am I woke up abruptly, aching all over. My neck muscles were killing me and I was feeling dizzy. The morning light, which was coming through the window, was illuminating my desk and face. I closed my eyes and rubbed them hard. I must have fallen asleep during the night while going through a...
Game day was here, and given that it was a playoff game, it was packed. The bleachers were full with screaming fans of both football teams. People everywhere. Which is why I escaped under to the no less loud but far less crowded location of under the bleachers. Oh I'm Anna by the way, and I'm no football fan by any means. Wasn't in high school, and I'm not n...
My most sincere thanks to cutiepie8976 for editing the story. Any shortcomings, if any, are entirely on my account. The next few days Samantha avoided any meeting with Bob. Every time she thought of their scandalous behaviour during the dinner left her breathing heavily. It felt nice to be lusted for. But could she dare take it further? It was Friday noo...
I watched intently as your lithe body swayed on the dance floor. Lost in the moment, your pretty head flung back, I could see you laugh. Your partner leaned in close; Jim could really move, and it seemed his body was glued to yours. Behind you, Donna’s soft hands slid playfully across your back as she whispered in your ear, the obvious source of your amuseme...
Lila stared at her reflection. It was like staring at a stranger. Each feature was the same, but she was somehow altered. Amazingly enough, once she'd gotten Katie to calm down she had taken a shower and gone to bed to fall straight asleep. She hadn't thought about her first sexual experience, the bastard she'd had it with, the possibility she might be pregn...
The Bathhouse The text message on my cell phone simply said my presence was required at the bathhouse immediately and to wear only my collar and black silk robe. Delicate brows creased slightly at the mention of the place. i'd never been there before, only heard You mentioning it from time to time and suspected You had something devilishly sinful in mind....
This story is in 3 short parts. The first written by me in an attempt to entice a girl who I'd long been attracted to. The second part was her response to my out of the blue suggestion, and the third my consolidation prior to meeting. I would like to submit "what really happened" after all the anticipation later – would love your feedback. ...... As th...
Jack's jaw clenched as he drove by and witnessed Will helping Logan out of the passenger side of the car. They were laughing as if nothing had ever happened. All my careful planning, Jack thought, bitterly shaking his head, all my planning gone to waste. What pains he had taken in making sure that if he couldn't have Logan, than no one could, all that energy...
A big thanks goes to Joe Brolly for the original Genie Chronicles. As many people have done, I'm simply taking his original story format and giving it a twist. Fair warning, lesbian and futa (shemale) sex will feature heavily in this storyline. Thanks to Ultrafem and Stickymon for drawing pictures that inspired these stories. Scarlett Johansson also appears...