Debbie never expected the suburban life to last. When she was 23 and knocked up by the bass player of her favourite indie metal band, the idea of giving up her hard partying life seemed so distant that she baulked at the idea. However when Isaac put down his bass, left "the Needlesnakes", and got a job at the nearby supermarket it all fell into focus for her...
Back when I was eighteen and a Senior I worked a couple of hours a week at a small grocery store owned by a nice Asian family. The owners themselves had emigrated from Japan and didn't speak very good English, but they had several kids who had grown up in America, were roughly my age, and all worked at the store. Those are immaterial details, I guess. I onl...
Ella, Jamie and Sam, as the doctor had told them to call her, were sitting around a table discussing their course of action. Ella was polishing off her second glass of red wine while the doctor explained her methods. Ella couldn't keep her mind on Sam's voice if she'd wanted to. She'd never been one for details, had always left that up to her older brother,...
Frustrating was not the word, here I had the cock of a woman's dreams, and I didn't know shit to do with it. Oh, I got pussy when I wanted; I could have my sister Callie or mom almost whenever I wanted. Hell, once I came into the house, told mom how horny I was and the next thing she had her slacks at her ankles and was bent over the kitchen tabling taking e...
The following true story is written about a Japanese woman called Ichika based on an interview I previously had with her and her friends. The story has been embellished to add excitement to the otherwise true events. This story has references to the other two before and I suggest you give them a quick read. Background: Ichika translated into English means a...
Jordan's shoulder hurt that night in the mine where he slept curled up between Megan and Sarah. The Bigfoot, Sarah, was behind him, holding him tight. The human, Megan was wrapped in his arms, and if not for the dull pain, he would have been sleeping like a baby. He rose from the interspecies sandwich, looking for his backpack for more ibuprofen. Kaitlin w...
Originally this was to be the conclusion of the Megan and Kyle story arc and the launch of a new series. It is written from a different viewpoint, and all the stories were to take place in the same location, a series of beach houses. At this point, I view the new series sort of like a failed pilot for a TV show. An interesting idea that I may return to somed...
Natalia's heart was racing. She tried her best to focus on her prayers, to close her eyes and hear the voice of the Lord. The chapel was the best place for it, where she always went every morning even though Mother Grace's private masses weren't happening since she traveled. Nevertheless, right now it was hard to stay focused on any prayers. In fact, it had...
We were sitting at a glossy-topped, faux mahogany table in a local bar and grill, as was standard for our Girl's Night Out. We ate, we drank, and us single vixens made eyes at the clientele that came and went as we gabbed enthusiasticly into the night. Our married Megan were tamer, though not by much: Meg was known to have a phone number or two more to show...
Please do not read on unless extreme sissification and forced gay and bi scenes, watersports and cum eating, really flick your switches. I don't want to offend anyone so thought this comment might help. ***** It'd all started with a routine visit to his Doc for a simple prostate exam. After he'd given away his naturally submissive tendencies by pushing bac...