Wassup, little fella? Real men like me still fucking you wife? You don't need to answer, little fella; it's obvious what you are, and why it happens, even it ain't happened yet! "What do you mean, Wank?" Jeez, little fella! Haven't you been paying attention; if you went and got married; you made yourself a potential cuckold... we already covered this!...
How am I supposed to feel about Senator Jenna Kennington? I was a successful lawyer when I met her. One of the few women to have gotten through law school. I could have just kept my head down and went on with my life. But here was this glamorous Hollywood actress with a social conscience. She knew how to tug my heart strings. Made me feel I had a duty to hel...
Throughout the morning train ride, he squirmed in discomfort. His thick pubic hair kept getting caught in this damned cage. And none of his underwear fit over it, forcing him to go commando. A moment of blind fear overcame him as he walked into the office. He and Tessa were usually the first in and sure enough there she was, sitting in his chair, at his desk...
Roosevelt was, apparently, taken to a train waiting for him in Portland, and from there he rode to Boston, then on to the White House, while Claire and Ben Levy accompanied Charles back to the Wilkinson home in Philadelphia for a few days rest. They arrived on Christmas Eve, just in time for dinner, and the house was decorated just as Claire remembered. A li...
The Morning of Goodbye: A Bedtime Horror Story "Will you be there for the morning of goodbye," I had asked you. I don't know why you ever touched me. Wrapped in the bedspread, dank and musty. Stinks of "hotel" laundry. My eyes adjust to the light. You are gone. Remnants of last night strewn about everywhere. You are undeniably present without being. Your s...
Hi. My name is Mike, Mike Harper, a 40 years old father, and this is probably the worst day of my life. Two days ago, the trial of my divorce ended with my wife winning everything. That worthless cunt barely left me anything! Before you start saying that a disrespectful misogynist like me deserves it, let me explain. My wife and I married early and were deap...
Markus Haverhill was a man used to getting what he wanted. He was the son of Leonard Haverhill, founder of Haverhill Enterprises. He was heir to a multi-billion dollar fortune. On top of that, he happened to be a six-foot-two, 200-pound, black-haired, blue-eyed Caucasian male in his late twenties. He had it all. He lived in a million-dollar mansion in Los...
As Marcus Lucien's thick Haitian dick worked its way into my asshole, I found myself wondering if one can ever truly be prepared for anal sex. My name is Aamina Tilahun. My devotees and slaves call me Mistress Ethiopia, because I'm the only Ethiopian dominatrix out there in the world of BDSM. I'm a tall young Black woman originally from Gondar City, Republic...
I tried to be the most vivid and creative I could be in this story. Please give me a comment, give it a rate, and enjoy this smutty, milky, dreamy love affair. ***** Another long day comes to a conclusion as I vacate the office in a hurry with the clock striking 5. I hop up in my truck and drive home for the 45 minute trip back into the suburbs bordering...
The following is the senior paper for Erin Benning, (fictional) music education major at Fresno State University. Erin Benning SID: EB4093049 for Dr. Rochell Harris MSE 497W-3 Music. It is the glue that binds our world together. It is the top influence in the world today. It can make a man cry, or a woman dance. It can make a child sleep, or an elderly...