This chapter begins when Ted Canfield removes his wife, the white queen, from the frat house and ends that following Sunday afternoon. It runs parallel to chapter 2. * Brian Cunningham, president of the fraternity, stood at the back of the room with Darren James and Doug Reilly, watching Coach Ted Canfield remove his wife from the fraternity's Halloween pa...
As we finished our food my mind began to gnash and thrash around what was now my paramount problem. How in hell was I going to stand up in front of Terri without embarrassing her to death. After all, Little Stefan was trying to see if he could emulate the Empire State Building inside my running shorts! Terri swallowed her last bite of food, took a deep bre...
In work on the Monday after our night out clubbing, I could barely look at Craig, especially when he started bragging about giving 'some lesbo an orgasm.' I wanted to say something and defend a person's sexual choices, but didn't have the courage and didn't want his attention drawn to me. I sought Pamela out, asking if she would go to lunch with me as I had...
In the first part of this saga, I outlined an addiction to cum. Part two continues that blessed addiction... Beth and I had indulged my cum addiction for awhile now, an addiction that included not only me eating my own sperm from her freshly fucked cunt or snowballing my load with her after she'd sucked me dry in her unbelievably hot mouth, but drinking it...
Chapter 13: Shush While still at college I learned man is a product of nature meant to provide diversification to the species, ensuring survival in cases of otherwise mass extinction, and little else outside of killing and destroying. Men, if left to themselves, inevitably sink to the lowest level, becoming a terrible unchecked weed choking the life out of...
So you have this great idea to set your next erotic masterpiece in the Restoration Court of King Charles II, complete with Nell Gwyn and a bare breasted Lady Arabella Churchill. Fine I reply, "what did Nell Gwyn do for a living?" "She sold oranges outside the theatre." I am impressed that you knew the theatre part. At this point you are doing quite well....
-------- Author's Note: I wrote this for a blog when I was a freshman in college. It's an awkward blend of fantasy and reality, though in hindsight the more mundane parts got the most creative license. I've spell checked and edited a bit, though it's pretty obvious I didn't do either when I wrote it. Accept my upfront apologies for shifting verb tenses if a...
" 'Twas the night before Christmas And all through the house, Not a creature was stirring...... As you can probably tell, not a whole lot was going on! So yeah, it's not exactly the Little House on the Prairie but our home sitting squarely on the Nebraskan high plains in a small mid-western township, is if nothing - congenial living. OK, so it was construc...
Valerie was a young vixen from the city that always seemed to get in trouble. Standing 5' 8" with long brown wavy hair and a nice round ass. Her breasts were not too big but were plump and accentuated her figure nicely. She was hot and she knew it, and her attitude was in a class by itself. Summer was here and she applied and got a job working at a farm in...
Big Billy Boy had always fantasized about owning a young slut he could dominate completely. It came from a part of him that was very elemental, the original "noble savage" idea about masculinity. He felt, deep in his inner being, that men were made to be leaders and dominate, and women were made to be followers and obey their men. And there was no conflict f...