My life took an interesting turn after I graduated from high school. I was one of the girls that boys wanted to date, lusted after and eventually fuck. I am 5'2" tall, weigh 110 pounds and am 35-24-37 with a B size cup. Yeah, my tits could be bigger, but I can get by quite well with my B's. I have blond hair and blue eyes, and the words I hear boys using to...
So you don't have to figure it out yourselves I'll admit straight out that I, Tom Collins (my parents had a sense of humor), am a strange dude. Perhaps the strangest aspect of my life is that I'm a jack of all trades, master of almost none. For example: --I really got into Houdini-like magic such as getting out of handcuffs, straitjackets, underwater breat...
(The Theme of this story was determined by a fan who then secured XXXecil's services as a writer.) Part 5: The Greatest Sin "Let me get this straight, you believe that this airliner, this Flight 69 was the means by which Patient Zero escaped the Amazon?" remarked a joweled, bushy-browed general whose weathered skin and pock-marked face soured with uncertai...
*Author's note- Boy, this took much longer than expected. Work has been piling up for me, and surprise assignments left and right have kept me away from this, so instead of making you wait another month (or longer) for a longer chapter, here is just enough to hold you over till the next chapter... Plz dont kill me hahaha! Anyway, It's still a pretty long cha...
I had set myself up for a nice relaxing time down at my local beach. It was a nude beach and was always quite busy, full of guys mostly. I arrived at the carpark and made my way around to where the beach started. I removed my clothes and set off along the water line. The cool breeze on my smooth balls and limp cock was amazing as I paraded past a seemingly e...
Blake was in his cell with his cellmate passing the day away. His cell almost looked more like the inside of a space capsule than the traditional cage depicted in movies. There was nothing to do. He had already done his exercises and taken his daily shower. Because of his good behavior, he was allowed to check up to five books a week from the prison library....
I understood the "L" and the "G"—well, I sort of understood the "L." It stands for "lesbian." But, since "G" stands for "gay" and lesbians are gay, doesn't that make the "L" redundant? "B" is for "bisexual," and "T" is for "transgender." (Sounds like those children's alphabet books.) That makes sense, I guess, except that bisexual people are partly gay, ar...
This is a continuation of Westville High Sluts chapter 1, and is ultimately a continuation of the Sarah Stevens chronicles. If you have not read any of the stories before this one you may want to view some of my other submissions which feature the same characters, and the other excellent authors who have contributed to this series: GeorgeTasker, Leon22, and...
Chapter 1 It had been a long winter. Never had Annie thought that she would have missed her son not being around. She had hoped that military school would be the perfect tool to shape this 19 year-old boy into a man of strength and confidence. The house was in perfect order. She had been pacing the floors nervously trying to think through how she was going...
My awareness of a pleasant warm-wetness of the gusset of my ooh-la-la organic thong is surpassed by a sensation of the nerves contracting in my groin ... his finger is touching me oh so wonderfully. It started in the slack-time before Christmas with a Facebook recommendation to join the No-Pants Subway Ride! group. It sounded intriguing. I am not an exhibit...