After concerts, when the band returned to their hotel, Lorelei, or Lora as most called her, if she didn't stay in her room for sanctuary, she went to the closest thing to it for company, which was Trac's room. Trac for Tractor. Tractor from John Doer, pronounced Deer, thus John Deere tractors. Trac was gay and thus not interested in the company of groupies....
Black Cock Era is a tongue-in-cheek interracial epic story about a potential but unlikely future in which white women are enslaved by the superior black males. The story is far fetched, but it's a fictional fantasy, and it's meant to be a grounds to explore a fun and silly situation, not to predict how real people would behave or how you the reader would beh...
Mandy slowly stripped off her clothes and lay back on the bed. She asked the anxious young man, "Did you do as I asked? A week without cumming?" "Yes..." he answered in a shaky voice. The thirty year old married woman then said, "You may undress." The young man, maybe all of 20, quickly removed his clothes and stood by the bed. Mandy smiled as she looked a...
Jun 16, 2009 Heavy Metal Thunder Solo Adventures #4 Current mood:creative Heavy Metal Thunder Productions Presents... Copyright protected on May 2009. The persons, places, entities, and events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons, places, entities, or events is unintentional and purely coincidental. Warning! Some st...
My name is Jack. It used to be Jacqueline, but that was a lifetime ago. My forty-ninth birthday is next Friday, but I have actually only been living for the past five years. I am what they call a transman or female-to-male transsexual. As a child, my life was pretty perfect. No divorced parents, a nice middle class neighbourhood. No one seemed to notice or...
"Yes! Oh god!" I moaned. My ankles were resting on my man's shoulders. He was pounding me missionary and made sure I had came before he pulled out and stroked his cannon on my face. He blanketed me in cum, then rolled off. I liked fucking him, but this was the part I did not like. He was obsessed with giving me a facial at the end, but it was just gross...
There are some things in this world which one simply doesn't understand. Like why do some men decide to get Vasectomies. In one's sincere opinion, that's one of the worst things a man can ever allow to be done to himself. Seriously. Rather than allow himself to be neutered just because his nagging wife or girlfriend said so, why doesn't the guy just castra...
The full moon alone lit the quiet streets of Whiteport on a still night. It illuminated the filth and grime, while the common beggar, doomsayer, and street rat hid from its celestial glow. Two lone figures made their way through the streets with no fear, despite the inherent danger involved from wandering around the port city’s streets in the dead of night....
There is something I've been keeping secret for a long time now. I've been feeling a little guilty about it and it has gotten to the point that I'm obsessing about it. I thought writing about it would kind of ease some of the anxiety I've been having. But for several months now, I've been sexually attracted to my best friend's son. Angie has been my best fr...
Chapter Seven: A Stroke Of Consequence I am George. I like to walk in the rain. Especially when it's dark. I love to watch the slick shine of the wet asphalt. I like the yellow streetlamps highlighting every splashing raindrop. I push my hands deep into my pockets. And I walk. Whenever I need to think, I walk. Rain or shine. Rain and shine, today. The le...