20. Out in the cozy lounge Michael sat, shifting uncomfortably. He had kept the windows shuttered as though something very clandestine was going on in the flat, thus the small room had grown very warm; warm enough for Michael to sweat even had he not already been in a sexual frenzy. He felt the exquisite torment in every tortured twitch of his slender but s...
Tyrese Rutherford was bored out of his mind as he, his mother, and a small tourist group of pear-shaped corny yokels were lead through an Amish community in upstate New York. Tyrese was a city-boy, through-and-through, born and raised in the concrete jungle of Queens. He was not accustomed to being around trees, open spaces, farmland, and mud, which he caref...
Author's Note: Thank you for taking the time to read my story. I first want to apologize for the long time gaps between chapters. I tend to write these stories in spurts, and often take my time to get the proper inspiration. I hope you enjoy this one just as much as all my others. Fear not, I will continue this storyline as well as my others. I even have id...
Over the early summer months we have had a lot of swinging fun with a mix of new and old friends and certainly I have pushed my own barriers. The only trouble was the same issue that has so often interrupted our swinging which was Gary's job taking him away so much and again he was away working in Germany for around six weeks. Gary has always encouraged me t...
This story is 100% true. The names of the guilty have not been changed because no one is guilty. Well, maybe we're guilty of "guilty pleasure" and that's not against the law, at least not just yet. My girlfriend, Barbara, and I had been to a Cleveland Browns Monday night game and had stopped for a bite to eat after the game. We left the restaurant and wer...
Sorry for the long wait and the fact the chapter is shorter than usual. That's just down to the way the story is flowing at the moment and can't be helped. To make up for it, I promise to post the next chapter soon, well as soon as I get it back from my editor :) Hope the wait is worth it :) As always, my thanks to mikothebaby for editing for me. Appreci...
Disclaimers: This fictional vacuous stroker's fuckers are over 18 and shun condoms. Tags: fuckfest, bisexual, pregnancy. Incest is implied, not explicit. If you object, stop reading. Voices and details may be unreliable. Opinions may not be the author's. Read prior chapters first. Comments are demanded. Enjoy! ***** Stanley Steamer 16: Anny & Megan Steami...
Everything hurt. I couldn't open my eyes, it was like I was in a mental fog. I could hear things, feel things, but they weren't real to me. It was like I was listening to a radio in the next room, only able to pick up words and phrases. The rest was all noise as I drifted in and out. "Stay with me, Rose," a voice said. I could feel movement, my head was in...
(Only her hairdresser knows, unless you read the story!) I was working graveyard as a rookie cop in one of the smaller cities just outside of Los Angeles, California. Our little city was independent from that of L.A. County so we had our own school system, fire and police departments. I was born and raised here so by the time I became an officer, I knew a l...
A note to the reader: This story is an experiment of sorts. A challenge to myself to write a complete erotic tale in less than eight hours. One filled with drama and humor and sizzling sexuality, without the lengthy exposition that I have a tendency to indulge in. And in a genre that I've never explored: Science fiction. I wrote this in 7 hours and 53 minute...