I woke up to darkness and the sounds of crickets. My mouth and throat was filled with a dry uncomfortable feeling with the taste of mucus on the edge of my soft palate. My temples and eye and other muscles ached. My body was covered in sweat despite feeling extremely cold. I felt like shit. I had been coming down with a cold for the last week and it finally...
my first attempt, please be kind! * * * * * I'm not a regular club-goer, never have been and never will be. But once in a while, I get dragged out by the boys for a big social gathering, and off we go to what I'm told is one of the hippest spots in town. I don't know, I can never tell the difference between the brand new party-zone with the £10 grand speak...
"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking" (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) Author's Note: It may be hard to believe but I do research from time to time to try to add some reality to my stories. And one day I was looking for "Unfortunate" names. You know, like Johnny Cash's "A Boy Named Sue". Well, imagine my reaction...
Good morning Anna! I'm Bob! The proverbial fly on the wall so to say. I can hear your thoughts, and I can talk to you, if you just listen. Anna dumped another spoonful of sugar into her coffee. The unpleasant thought of going to work after the weekend made her want to just say fuck it and go back to bed. Ahhh, so you would rather just ignore me? Do you...
I rolled over after reading Amanda's note with a big smile on my face. I couldn't believe that after all the time I had spent masterbating to shemales and fantasizing about meeting one it had actually happened. Not only had it happened but it had been the most amazing sexual experience of my life. As I lay there thinking about the night before I was surpris...
This is my first story so I'd really appreciate any comments you may have - please email them to me. Thanks. Enjoy. * * * * * Chapter 1: Discoveries Sunlight rained down upon her. Invisible spiders spun out their webs, sprawling their majestic tapestries across her skin, the fragile workers of beauty unhurriedly painting their delicate masterpiece. Thousa...
Rest at last, she thought to herself as they sat by the camp fire, finishing off their meals of curreid goat jerkie, maize-pudding and palm-wine, and settling down for what was to be their fourth night in the bush. She stretched her kahki-trousered legs out across the ground as Mkwambe, a local tobacco farmer and her chief guide for the journey, poked absen...
The final chapter, the group run riot. Asami, Josh and Christina were part of a group, standing laughing and hugging each other, after graduation. They had all got their degree's, and all with distinctions. The sad part, as it turned out, was they were all going in different directions, Christina had a position with The Financial Times, Josh's engineering d...
Reader's Warning: This story has a ton of sex in it, some reluctance, and some questionable sexual decisions. This story is an original work of my own. Any similarities to real life people or events is unintentional. I didn't have an editor so judge lightly the mistakes/errors are mine I apologize in advance. I hope you guys enjoy, feel free to vote and co...
I'll call her Red, because she had reddish tints in her black hair and because she told me her name was Elliot I figured that was bullshit. Most girls give out fake names on meeting in a bar or party because they think they'll never see you again. Hey, everyone lies to everyone. I do it myself. But Elliot? I mean what happened to Barbara, or Sarah? Anyway, w...