Mechanical Bull Stories

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Clean Me

by weyland on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

"Clean me," she said. "No." "WHAT? How dare you? I told you to clean me Sissy. Now do it." "No." "Clean me or get your worthless ass out." "You sure?" "You heard me. You clean my pussy right now or get out." "Done." I said, and without another word I gathered my pillow and my book and started for the guest room. "And just where do you think you're go...

The Telepath, James Porter

by darati2652 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

James moves across the dance floor and toward the bar. The angular features of his face are marked with a firm resolve. Those blue-grey eyes locked in a hardline gaze; tiny, hypnotic moonstones whose colors glint and shift in the flashing strobe overhead. He slips in and out of young, sweaty bodies with the enigmatic power of a Greek god, his muscular physiq...

Secluded Desire

by angel_69 on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Sorry that it has been such a long time between stories. I have enjoyed reading thoughts about my first two stories and getting to know some of my "fans". This particular story happens as the summer months die down and the autumn winds arrive turning all that is green into oranges and brown. I had recently returned to Knoxville to pick up some more of my thi...

Alien Sex as a Weapon

by movieye on Jul 30, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

When humans discovered the Altarra system, finally, there seemed to be a solution for Earth's overpopulation and pollution problems. But when a small population of indigenous life forms were discovered on the planet, the fateful decision was made to breed them out of existence. The Altarrans were tall beings, seemingly non-verbal. They stood almost 8 feet t...

Andrea from Arkansas

by tcjames7878 on Aug 21, 2018
Erotic Couplings

It was summer break after my freshman year of college. I was the typical American nineteen year old male at the time; young, dumb and full of cum. I spent most of the summer working or partying with friends. My best friend Mark and I hung out just about every day. Mark was the better looking guy by a long shot. He had no problem picking up girls and he was...

A Professor Extorted

by kyger_writer on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Cole's face cut a devious smile and peered from behind a tense brow with light brown laser beams at the buxom senior professor. Holding her dry erase marker like a scepter, left arm perched condescendingly on her hip, Madalyn Price continued her frivolous lecture with her own special brand of smugness. Her mouth pursed in hypocritical indignation and beaming...

Paid For

by avrgblkgrl on Sep 11, 2017
Interracial Love

Sidney had no poker face. So, she had done the one and only other thing that could possibly explain why she was glowing and unable to stop smiling. She went shopping. "I'm home," she called out, laughing at how she must look-kicking at the heavy, ornate door in an attempt to close it while balancing on the other foot. The delicate sound of her own voice ec...

The Devil's Equinox Ch. 06

by coldfire69 on Sep 19, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Baxter's goal was simple: shove his cock inside Lily, and splatter his cum all over her insides. She struggled mightily toward him; he toward her. It seemed like a lifetime ago he had first attempted the utterly useless tactic of cutting his rope with his teeth. That plan had met with sound failure. Every time he tried it. His jaw was sore from the latest...

A Man Averse to Insertion

by Egmont Grigor on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

The 33-floor Condom House on the corner of Erection Avenue and G-Spot Lane almost toppled over as all 2389 females who worked in the building rushed to windows. With pounding chests and breast turgid in disbelief they watched a distinguished looking male waiting to cross Erection and enter the artistically shaped entrance to their building that the filthy-mi...

A New Beginning

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

The sun rose over Ontario, bathing Canada's most populous Province with its pale light. I rose with the sun, as I always did. It's a habit I had since my days in Florida. I grew up in the Little Haiti area of metropolitan Miami, the son of proud Haitian immigrants David and Marie Saintil, a corrections officer and a cab driver, respectively. My name is Jacqu...