Disclaimers: This tale's fictional fuckers are over 18 and avoid condoms. Tags: bisexual, mature, multiracial, impregnation, harem, fuckfest, school, lucky guy, reality-based, Kansas. If you object, stop reading. Voices and details may be unreliable. Opinions may not be the author's. Comments are demanded. Enjoy! ***** HAREM-SCAREM *****(such a lucky lad)...
Let me give a brief re-cap for all of you who are just tuning in to the story. Ryley Hale, our cowboy, was betrayed by Britney Spears, whom he thought he was in love with. So he left her and found a job in southern California, patrolling a large ranch where dozens of celebrities keep their horses. Ryley met up with Brooke Burke, an old love of his and they r...
It was the last summer that I still saw myself as a kid, the summer that I had to decide to shit or get off the pot. Twisting wrenches was a decent hobby, but I was quickly outgrowing the group of uninspired, racist fucks that were my gearhead contemporaries. High school would never end for most of these guys. I'd seen what had become of their older brothers...
'If we don't end up killing each other this band has endless possibilities.' - Richey Osgood, NME, 1989. * Having put in place the measures that would hopefully take the band forward into the Nineties, Richey took one further step towards conformity. The photographs that arrived in the post in August 1989 depicted Richey in a grey morning suit and the new...
This story has been published elsewhere by me. (This story is inspired by the superb sleepy fetish story Aunt Julie by Victor) 5:25 P.M., Wisconsin Airport (C-Way), April 2020, My name's Scott Gershwin and I just want to say that Aunt Julie isn't really my aunt as I only learned to call Julie that from my parents and Julie herself. It was a nice affecti...
Author's note: Mind altering substances. Monster sex. These are fictitious events, by fictitious characters, in a very fictitious universe. All events depicted are by characters at least 18 years of age. Please consider that fair warning. *** "Why you cry, little girl?" Althea tried to control her sobbing as she looked around from the flat rock on the...
Disclaimer: No children are harmed in this chapter. No children were harmed in the making of this chapter in real life, either. ;-) **************** I was lying on my couch and thinking hard about how I was going to bring destruction to the One-Oh-Fours. Their magic was now strong enough to withstand the presence of a hundred and three disbelieving minds....
I removed this story from the site some years ago. It has been revised and reedited. As I rebuild my library, I will be posting these. There is no way to bring them back without resubmitting. If you have read it, you need not read, vote or comment. If not, enjoy. As always, I need to give credit where it is due. My editors are Girlinthemoon. Hal, Olddave195...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
INTAKE They wheeled her into Dr. Sugismund Spivey's consulting room on a gurney. She was strapped down by not one, but count 'em, three straightjackets. At Spivey's request, she was further wrapped in gauze to resemble an Egyptian mummy Yet, even this triple wrap could not attenuate the erotic magnificence of Rhonda McMurphy's double-H hooters. Rhonda was w...