This story is written for a woman, in the form of a man telling a story. It was originally an actual chat I had with the most amazing girl I ever met. She had been visiting the Northeast, but eventually had to go back. We keep in touch, sometimes talk about our desires, and sometimes I chat a story to which she masturbates. Her big turn-ons are sex in public...
The year was 1888. My name is George Braun. At the time of this story, I was a young Black man traveling on horseback from Georgia to Boston, Massachusetts. Twenty years old, a strapping and muscular lad, that's who I was. I wasn't alone on this trip, folks. My father only let me go on the condition that I had suitable traveling companions. I picked two of t...
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Interview with the Lesbian Vampire Cougars Interview 1.5: Veronica Addendum The hippy cult? You want to know more about them? What you want to know about? You want to know what I taught them? Ah yeah, you guys don't like letting mortals in on the whole 'veil' thing you guys got going on there. Jeez you guys seriously need to lighten up you know that. Don'...
This is filed under Sci-Fi & Fantasy because it's set in an alternate world. It will, though, heavily feature incest, big tits and big dicks like most of my stuff. And, as always, everyone involved is at least 18. This is a direct sequel to my story Alex in Pornoland. † † † † † My name is Alex Taylor. I had an accident and woke up in a world where I was a...
The heavy gray clouds captured the light, and made it look like the world would suffocate. The heat backed that up, taking away every piece of cool earth and replacing it with ground that seared and tore at anything touching it. Only the water held reprieve. Children were splashing and yelling exuberantly, as the skies bore down on the lake. Parents watchin...
I feel myself stirring and slipping silently upwards from the depths of a slumber so deep and dreamless, the sleep of the good. I am still not awake, but in my dream I feel myself opening my thighs to you, I feel the wetness trickle down between the smooth, hairless lips of my womanhood and continue its journey between the cheeks of my bottom to drip, unhind...
It was early when I woke and checked my alarm clock. Being a Saturday, it wasn't set to go off, but I woke at the same time regardless. My name is John Adel, and I knew I'd never get back to sleep now that I was awake enough to check the time. So I got out of bed with the intention of getting some early morning shopping done since I had nothing better to do....
I was alone in my room, and yet felt a strange presence, as if I was being watched. I looked around the room again, examining each corner, closing the blinds, but no one was there. And yet, oddly, I felt as if I was not alone. I began to get aroused thinking that someone was watching me. I began to slowly undress, stripping down to my briefs. I made a bit o...
Dear Readers, thank you for reading these stories thus far, this chapter took a while to appear and I should warn you it's a long one. However there were several things mentioned in previous chapters all of which I felt I needed to bring together in this chapter. I am mixing several mythologies and taking ideas from a variety of literary sources to create t...