Sorry this has taken so long, folks. I've had to re-write it numerous times, but it's finally done. Well, this chapter, at least... grin. ***** Cassie and Doris spent three days setting up the growing equipment in the basement of the old ranch house, while Mickey was out on patrol. They'd already decided to start with tomatoes, yellow banana peppers, red...
Alison DiLaurentis had been pretty much on cloud nine ever since she tricked Aria Montgomery, one of her best friends, into giving up her anal cherry to her. Mostly because she was ass fucking Aria whenever she had the chance, her friend just as addicted to getting her ass hole destroyed as Ali was obsessed with destroying it. They had sleepovers back and f...
In spite of his determination Brascombe's splendour that day began to fuel worries that it may weaken his resolve and the reason for him being there. The sense of detachment wasn't as strong as it had been on his arrival and he had begun to feel a surge of delight, a connectedness to the place where he was living and to the people he was sharing it with. F...
This story is based in part on the e-mails my wife and I got from a very smart and manipulative black man. Three days earlier Susan had never been exposed to porn, now she was immersed in it. The black cock on the computer screen was huge and fascinating. Susan kept going back to the original picture her cyber friend had mailed her. Like the very first time...
I am very sorry it took so long to continue this saga. The demons took control for a while there, and it just wasn't possible for me to be in the world these characters inhabit. The bad things have been banished for now, so here is the latest in the "Battle Scars" series. Thanks for waiting. OGB. I awoke from a rare dreamless sleep to the sound of a telep...
When I woke the next day, Saturday – late as it was due to the long evening earlier – I started playing everything over in my mind again and kept coming up with the same result – there was nothing that suggested to me that Ida would not welcome Georgia into this relationship – she never once turned me off, nor seemed turned off by how I was dressed. She didn...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...
The man standing in front of me was taller than most, with shaggy greying hair that hung in his deep-set eyes. He regarded me with a leering half-smile, his muscular arms crossed in front of his chest, the dark blue tattoos that covered his forearms on clear display. I suppressed a shudder as I returned his gaze. I had yet to learn this man's name, but I kne...
Chapter 1: Poker Night Part A My name is Tom. When I was in college, I played basketball, so I was in pretty decent shape. I attended a local university and I lived at home. My sister and I had always been competitive and had worked out together. This story takes place over the summer vacation between my second and third year of college. Mom and Dad had g...
Just another story that came to me while working of Teacher. I will have that finished soon. Thanks for your patience. All comments are welcome. Sometimes love is so close that no one sees it. I want to thank Mang0nel, for his help and advice in editing this story. * I first met Angelica De Camp, when I was four and a half years old. I was exactly four...