A Creekside Park Story Author's Note: This short story takes place in a fictional setting and contains elements of racism, including words that could potentially be offensive. Readers that are sensitive to this sort of material are advised to look elsewhere. Otherwise, please enjoy. * In the depths of Louisiana, in a place called Jefferson Parish, the Cre...
They pulled through the entrance of Mark Twain National Forest, the big wooden sign welcoming them to one of the the Show Me State’s premiere woodland recreational sites. Lisa sat in the front seat next to her black lover, Derek, her long red hair tied in a pony tail. “Where we going?” Jamel said from the back seat. “We’re going to the trailhead,” Derek...
This is the third story in a trilogy. The first story, Summer School: The Introduction is published under "mature". The second, Summer School: Breaking-up Party under "Group sex". - - - - I used to visit my grandfather Anders regularly when he was an old man and bound to a wheel chair. His brain was still sharp and he entertained me with stories from his...
Chapter One -- Connection The seventies were a raucous and naive time of sexual awakening coupled with kink and fetish-inspired awareness and uninhibited exploration before the onset of AIDS in the early eighties. They were an exciting, brash, and irreverent period in which to come-out. The Disco era was in full-swing. Someone I had heard of from Cornwall,...
Based on comics by the Pit and Stormbringer The Coxville Curse Part 2: Chapter 14: One Hot Grandma Helps Old BBC ********** October 16, 2009: Friday, the Day of the Pool Party ********** Willie spanked her ass hard with one hand thrusting his hips forward, his cock bottomed out, spitting out one of his typically huge loads of sperm until her womb w...
I don't necessarily like pop music, but it gives me a way in with the younger ladies. So every Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday night, my buddies Chris, Evan, and I will be hitting the clubs and concerts up. I am 32, 6'2, muscular, and I pride myself on how fit I am. My buddies are 33 and 35, both good looking enough to attract beautiful women. So at a...
Leanne walked up to the old people's home and looked at the sign; 'Rosefield Manor'. The building was dark and grey, sending a chill down her spine just looking at it despite the relatively mild autumnal afternoon. The bare trees outside, as black as the gothic looking stone the building was made out of, did nothing to ease her worries. There was always some...
Last year my wife flew interstate to be with her sister after an operation. The plan was for her to stay there for a couple of days then return home with the sister who would stay with us until she was fully recovered. It sounded simple and I agreed readily. I looked forward to a couple of days of sitting around in my jocks, drinking beer and beating off to...
This was written with the help and guidance of my favorite author LeasaJ. When Kristen Richardson got home after sucking off the old school janitor, Leroy, she found herself a mess. There was cum all over the front of her dress and her hair was sticky with it. Poor Kristen was still frightened and confused by her whore-like behavior with the old Black. Ho...
"Lie down right there." Lena tried not to stare at the witch - just as she had tried not to be too nervous all day long. Her father had sent her here and she had always hoped that it would take a bit longer until she would have to take this visit. Other girls before her come to visit the witch who was living in a little hut at the mountain side, near the...