All characters depicted herein are 21-years-old or older. ***** I'd like to think that the people that might read this aren't so dissimilar from me. On a superficial, because we're reading these things, we're all interested in the kind of thrills and excitement that appeal to both our imaginations and our more rational, logic-centered minds. Deeper than th...
Miranda couldn't keep last weekend's enjoyment to herself; her smile was too bright, her voice too harmonious. Not long after Chloe, her roommate, came back from LA, she told her about the hot, lovely time she had with Martin. "Oh my God," Chloe responded, her blue eyes wide open. "I am so fucking jealous!" Chloe Moore had never been with a black man, but...
If you've enjoyed the story, please drop a comment or two, which I will take as an indication to continue :) ________________________________ The next morning, Noboru awoke feeling rested and looked down to see Angela sleeping with her head on his shoulder, her dark hair strewn all over his chest. A small smile played about her lips and in the daylight, he...
Author's note. This and the previous chapter of the story provide an introduction to what I intend as a series. I hope you enjoy them! "Hypersexuality is a clinical diagnosis used by mental healthcare researchers and providers to describe extremely frequent or suddenly increased sexual urges or sexual activity. The terms nymphomania and satyriasis were o...
After I'd had lunch in my ready room, I heard a rap on my door and shouted, "Enter!" "Lt. Cliff Jackson reporting as ordered, Sir." "Come in, Lieutenant. Please have a seat. I have been going over your service record, and it is very colorful, indeed. Are you just a natural born fuck up, or do you have to work at it? Just what the hell is going on here?"...
A 'Third Empire of Man' story CHAPTER 1 Rear Admiral John Timmons sat in his office, sulking about the big come down in his career. Six months before he had been the commanding authority for the entire Pegasus sector. Now he was just the commanding officer of a small supply base on Cyrus three. The only function of this base was to fill requisitions and s...
My stay in Bucharest was over. Divora had agreed to be my interpreter and assistant as we made our way to Moldova. The agents I had sent there to remote rural areas had come up trumps. Their brief was to recruit farm girls between the ages of eighteen and twenty three for the Club. The chosen girls would be trained to withstand the physical punishment and...
There are nights when I expect to get laid. There are nights when I hope to get laid. And there are nights when I'd rather lose all my money to a gaudy casino than think about women. On this night, boners were for jackpots and free Coronas. I drove to Vegas for the weekend to attend a Saturday morning writer's workshop and hang out with Baba and McBride. M...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (14 min/mp3) * * * * * I've heard that men think about sex every 10 seconds but, when I was young, it was more often than that. It was all the time. Especially around Rob's step mum who, I realise now was 28, only ten years older than me and so beautiful and sexy that I could only stare and try to memorise every single deta...
She loved his cock. She loved it out of all proportion to its length, its thickness, both of which were considerable but in her mind had bloated it to superhuman dimensions. His was a cock that deserved its own fanfare, a set of curtains that would swish apart to reveal it in all its semi-erect glory. Um no, let's start again. She adored his cock, just as...