So this was a story I wrote with a friend for a while before things ended rather abruptly. That is why, I'm sorry to say, the story is not finished. If the formatting holds true through the upload process, the italicized sections are written by her and the non-italicized parts are written by me. Let me know what you think and if you feel like picking up with...
Author's Note: For context I highly recommend reading the first chapter My Name is Slut as well as its prequel A New Experience before reading this chapter if you have not already done so. Thank you for reading my stories and comments are always greatly appreciated. I arrived home from my day at work a little disappointed. When I received the text from m...
Author's note: This story is about a wife willingly having sex with a group of men, including a well endowed black man, with her husband's encouragement and participation. If this theme bothers you, move along, nothing to see here. If you enjoy the story, feel free to let me know what you think works. Part 1 introduces the couple and establishes the context...
Fucking fantasy football. I knew there was going to be a punishment for finishing last in our fantasy football league. I didn't know my friends were going to be so extreme about it. Maybe I should've known. Now that we're all 30-somethings, I had seen the punishments escalate over the years. It started innocently enough-we made Greg sign up for and run a 5...
First of all I want to apologize to all for not getting the following continuation to this true experience off sooner. I have been extremely busy with both my job, which requires a lot of time and travel, and trying to get as much black cock that I can possible get. Reading Part 1 will give you some more background. On my way to the parking garage across th...
(This story originally appeared under another pseudonym, on another site. At that time, i was planning the different names to be different "brands", with "Inosolan" being relatively light, often comic stories, and the other name being for my nastier excursions into the dark side, as it were. Since then, though, i've decided that i'll just publish everything...
Leslie Marie Blaine winced with pain with each step she took upon the marbled tiled floor that led from the visors center towards the anti-infection unit of the Maine Burn Center. As the First Lady of Maine, Leslie had already spent two hours touring the rest of the facility, and being a photo opportunity, several television crews were on tour with the group...
This is a copyrighted original work of fiction. All rights reserved. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen years of age, even if not expressly stated. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. Many thanks to Max for the fine editing work. * Caitlyn wasn't anything like I'd expected. After years of th...
Lakeview Manor, Near Falkreath "By the gods! That was amazing," exclaimed Vilkas. He rolled off her, fully-spent and covered with sweat. He lay on his back in their bed next to his wife, panting for air. This was the first time they had ever made love in the morning. "I have to admit," he said as his wife straddled his broad chest and began massaging him,...
"Where IS she?" Gerry moaned...It's been forty-five minutes... My dick hurts, I can't stand it! * * * * * Danielle, owner of the salon where Helen was a stylist often remarked that her star employee sounded like an art historian and dressed like Joan Jett... "Must be the cute young lawyer who rents from you, huh?" Dani kidded...Helen looked great today ou...