Jason Roberts was worried about his daughter, Janet. She was eighteen years old and he suspected she was a lesbian. Not that he had anything against lesbians in general; each to his own is what he might have said. But Janet was the only child and so he and his wife Valerie were dependent on her for their posterity. Also there was that business with his s...
Fuck! How could I possibly get through the entire summer without finding a penis to play with? That silent question worried me as I preened naked in front of the full length mirror in my bedroom preparing to go to church with my mother. I had just reached the age of consent to any and all sexual adventures and I was stuck in this super boring hick town unti...
Disclaimer: I do not own Captain America 2 or anything to do with Marvel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Sharon Carter's dirty little secret was she loved to cook. Well, that and the whole gay thing, but she hadn't been hiding that so much as implying her own don't ask don't tell policy, as in if nobody asked she wouldn't te...
At sixteen they called Crysta piccola Sophia, for her resemblance to the young Sophia Loren. At thirty-nine she was beginning her third decade as the most beautiful woman not just in Scandicci, but all of Tuscany. One dreary September afternoon her husband, an industrialist, came home unexpectedly, caught her making love to the wife of a rival and threw her...
When Lyndsay's mother got back from New York, Lyndsay spoke to her mother about me and Julie moving in with them. Mrs. Brie had already met me, and thought that I was perfect for her daughter. She seemed to think I was a good influence on her or something. She seemed thrilled at the prospect of me moving in, and becoming a more significant part of Lyndsay's...
This is Part 3 of my Balkan adventures. It follows Mongol Hoard and Trans-Ending. If you haven't read those all you need to know is: it is around midnight in the hotel in which a language course is in progress; I have had a night with a transwoman I called Borte, and a session with her and two cis-women I called Marina and Bistra. That tumultuous four-way h...
Chapter 63: Clara and the Aliens Several years had passed since Clara's return to Felicity and her marriage to Fiona. The years had been happy until recently. Clara found herself grieving for family members that had ceased to be. Clara was disconsolate from the death of her Aunt Martha and her Uncle Jim, she knew they should not have died. Clara had given...
Stephen is the name. I'm a big and tall young black man originally from Boston. I lead a very normal life. I'm a student at Brockton Technical College, the best community college in the Commonwealth of Massachusetts. I major in Criminal Justice. Someday, I'm gonna be a Massachusetts State Trooper. Yeah, they're the toughest cops in the world. In the meantime...
Harry Potter hunch over his wooden desk in his aunt and uncle's house. He sat in the smallest bedroom of the Dursleys home, adding the last ingredients to his silver cauldron. Harry's little monster inside been wanting to see his best friend, Ron, little sister naked for a long time. He held a few small locks of Ginny red hair in his hand. Ready to drop it d...
We've all got people that we can't stand. It's a universal thing. A part of the human condition. My name is Stephen Vladimir and this right here is the tale of a young black man who got revenge on his enemies for the abuses they visited upon him. It's my story. How I rid myself of these parasites and got myself a better life. The end starts now, folks. My w...