"Fuck you, ya arse hole!" "No, Lizzy, wait!" Those words were the most panic-inducing sounds my eighteen year old self had heard, only to be immediately beaten by the sounds of two engines starting up and their corresponding cars speeding away. Those cars and voices belonged to my friend Lizzy and her boyfriend, Dave. You see, Lizzy had dragged me on a ca...
Author's note: This story features M/M sex. *** After a long day at work, there was nothing like unwinding at Alpha's with a cool beer and a good steak. Luke regularly spent a few hours there before heading home with a full stomach. This Friday would be no different. While the bar was aimed at Alphas, the owner, a big guy named Todd, made sure to cut off...
Sandra stopped in the doorway and soaked in the cool, regulated air of her home. She had spent the entire day running errands -- paying bills, meeting with event organizers, grocery shopping, and then just a few extra items that would make her husband Mark very happy. All of that activity combined with the summer heat had worn her out and her feet were almos...
Annette hummed a tune to herself as she wore her earrings then stopped, staring at the mirror. It had been a week since she had seen her 'vampire stalker' and although she continued telling herself how happy she was about the turn of events, deep down she was disappointed. She shook her head sharply and turned to get her coat. She was going to be late to wor...
This story is a continuation from chapter 1. You won't miss out on much storyline, but you might enjoy reading that first :) "Lesson two", Claire said with a smile, "has some pre-requisites." "Number one - a hard cock." Claire looked over at Dylan, who was laying back with his dick standing to attention. He'd just seen been given a team blowjob by his...
My name is Kory. I'm a student at the Quincy Institute of Technology in Quincy, Massachusetts. It's a small, four-year private technical college with an eight-thousand-person student body. We have one campus and that's the one in Quincy, obviously. I am a local, having graduated from Quincy High School recently. Yeah, I'm a local girl. I'm finding my college...
I was sitting in my car outside of the gym, thinking about what Gina-Marie said, and about the lust in her eyes and probably mine as she fucked my ass with the dildo the week prior. She and I were both imagining that the dildo was a real cock. Could I go through with it? How would I even approach the topic? You can't exactly walk up to someone and say "Hey,...
This is set in the TV show Modern Family. This story focuses on the character Claire Dunphy. The set up for these stories may be ridiculous, so if super realism is your thing, I apologize. I only do one shots based on specific episodes, and don't plan to change to multi-part stories. If you have any story ideas based on this show/others or if you just wa...
This was weird but Frank could be like that. Instead of having Barry pick him up outside the penitentiary discharge zone, where there was parking, Frank instructed him to wait for him on some side street three blocks west of the joint. Barry had Google mapped it. It was a shitty neighborhood—they don't build federal pens next to decent ones—and Barry felt a...
Swingerjoe recently wrote an alternate ending to One, Fifty or One Hundred. And it probably upset me as much as the original story upset swingerjoe if the speed at which he put out another story is any indication. I have, on occasion written an alternative, but now I am writing an alternative to an alternative. Something to fill in the blanks. Why? Well,...