Katharine Mcphee Stories

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LA Aces Ch. 02

by Doctor_Nick on Sep 28, 2020
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Hi again, everybody! I promise I'll stop doing that just as soon as it stops being funny. Once again, I'll make this brief: This is a sex story. If you're under the age of 18 or live in a part of the world that doesn't let you read sex stories, don't read this. Cause it's a sex story, remember? Feedback, as always, to the address in my profile. LA Aces – C...

Addicted To American Idol

by PositiveThinker on Sep 14, 2017
Humor & Satire

Addicted To American Idol Man has trouble separating American Idol from his personal life. I met my girlfriend, Paula, the first season of American Idol. I remember it well because Kelly Clarkson won that year. I was glad that Justin Guarini didn't win. I thought Kelly was a much better singer. On our first date, I took Paula to this little pub that I kne...

LA Aces Ch. 01

by Doctor_Nick on Sep 28, 2020
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Hi, everybody! … I'm going to assume you all said "Hi, Doctor Nick!" and move on. There's no real need for a lot of preamble here: This is a sex story. If you're under the age of 18, or you live in a part of the world where you're not allowed to read sex stories, then you really shouldn't read this. Cause it's a sex story, remember? With that out of...

LA Aces Ch. 03

by Doctor_Nick on Sep 28, 2020
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Hi, everybody! Your old pal Dr. Nick's back with some more of the sweet, sweet humor that I know you love so much. …no? Okay, I also have porn for you. But first, the housekeeping. This is a sex story. If you're under 18, or you live in a part of the world that doesn't allow you to read sex stories, don't read it. Cause it's a sex story, remember?...

Quinn's Senior Year Ch. 1

by SoftPeaches on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Quinn’s Senior Year: Mr. McPhee and European History “Is that something you’d like to share with the class, Quinn?” My head snapped forward toward the front of the class, the note plunged into my backpack, and my heart jumped into my throat. Shit. “Ughm, no, I’m cool, Mr. McPhee,” I replied in the most nonchalant manner possible. Nevertheless, he was wa...

Just Another Squeeze

by avasogently on Sep 2, 2017
Fetish

He likes using lotion. Lotion. Locomotion. Jerking forward. Self-propulsion in a plush chair. Instead of chugging, lots of tugging. No diesel in his engine but billowing steam -- his breath hot against the air-conditioned frigidness of his corner office. He is at full throttle. A bit of right-handed velocity, and here comes the viscosity. Vertical. Volcanic....

Boston Guys for Ottawa Girls

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Katharine Tremblay winced as Stephen Rothschild eased his cock out of her asshole. Never let it be said that anal sex is an easy thing to do. The tall young woman took a deep breath before rolling over on her side. Glancing at her boyfriend, she breathed a sigh of relief. The big and tall, dark-skinned young man she loved pulled her into his arms, and plante...

Tapestry Ch. 04

by HLD on Oct 16, 2018
Group Sex

The relationships we have are threads in a tapestry, each woven together to show the life we have lived and connections we have with one another. It's been a while since I've posted to this series, since some stories which were supposed to appear under this umbrella (Thank You, Janie and A D.Va, the Faire & a Waffle) were submitted as standalone series....

Fur Fairies and Sprites

by FurLove on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The actors in this script are of legal age. This is a work of adult erotic fiction and contains descriptions of sexual acts between consenting adults. If you're under the age of consent where you reside, delete this file immediately. If it is illegal to obtain adult literature where you reside, delete this file immediately. If it's entirely legal for you to...

The View from Upstairs

by TheBlokeUpstairs on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I grabbed a chipped glass from my bedside table, and headed for the bathroom sink. I'd been drinking at a party in a flat downstairs from mine, and I knew that whether I'd had twelve beers or two I'd definitely have a hangover. The drink of water wouldn't stop that, but it might keep it from being too terrible. As I filled the glass, I glanced out the windo...