John Doe was a strong young, white lad, he had just turned 18 and was looking for some fun. He lived with his best friend, Joe Doe, who was his same age, only he was black. Joe was going out of town for the weekend on a business trip, and his girlfriend, Monike had come over to say goodbye. She jumped on him when she entered the house and kissed Joe passiona...
It was another typical night for Joe Callaway as he counted the change in the register, his routine before he locked up the convenience store for the night. He had just finished when the door rang as it opened. "I'm sorry we're cl...," said Joe, looking up and surprised at who just came in, "closed." It was beautiful girl, in her mid twenties, with light...
Hey Folks. A darker story for April this time. I wanted to try a BTB story, but with a twist. Where the hero doesn't magically write a best seller or turn his life around after being dumped on. It's about you and me, and what happens to us when we are shat on from a great height. There's sex, but it's more about the story than that. Again, thanks to PennLad...
I am a teacher and am currently enjoying a six week summer break. I have just returned from Spain where I decided to go on a last minute holiday deal. I went out there to meet friends and to soak up a little sun. When I met my friends at the airport I was obviously pleased to see them. There were two old school friends, Barry and Joe and their wives, Susan...
Nipping the Juice Some of the last few stories I've offered have been relatively short stand- alone tales. This is another one of them. It has a little bit of an ouch with a smile I hope but there were no wives' ass' set on fire in this one. I like good criticism but I simply smile and delete asinine comments. Claire looked at me with wide open doe eyes an...
Chapter 60 April, 1990 - Val Catches Joe Even on the rare nights when he was home with Val and their daughter, Caroline, his private line would ring, and an all too familiar glaze came across Joe's eyes after he glanced at the number. Val would seethe at what was sure to follow, and on occasion had thoughts of snatching it from his hand, and flinging it a...
Monday morning (continued) My legs were still trembling as I drove to campus. Who ever thought that I'd spread my legs and let three college guys stare at my most intimate places, and that I'd be so turned on I'd almost come while they watched? If that weren't enough, here I was going to class barely dressed, in just a tank top, bra, and cutoffs! Never wou...
Now, there was some confusion when the last chapter posted. Not only was it not Sheeple, it wasn't even my story. We got that fixed. Also, somewhere along the way, someone thought I had ended the story with the last chapter. No, that's this chapter. Yes, gnash teeth, cry, wave pitchforks. It needed to end. There is a surprise in this chapter. Hope you've enj...
Joe moved his hand over to her bare tanned leg, the tingles running through his fingers as he did so. He was shocked that she couldn't remember, but she had suffered a serious head injury so maybe it was to be expected. She was still looking out the window, and he could see the tear moving down her cheek. His wolf was howling in him that his mate was in pain...
I woke with a gasp as I orgasmed. My hand was in the waistband of my panties, my fingers sinking deep into my wonton hole. The crusty dried semen on my landing strip scraped against my palm. My fingers bathed in the still-warm spunk Marq dumped inside my pussy. Shame washed over me at what I had done. I jumped out of bed and ran to the shower and tried to...