Victoria Francis was born on February fourteenth and almost any father would have called her his “little valentine”. Her father, however was comfortably drunk and nestled between the thighs of a panting, blonde-tressed librarian in the next state. He never heard of the birth, nor would he have cared much; the impregnation of Victoria’s mother was the conc...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I was just getting used to the fact that I was a gay slut, when things really escalated way out of my control, in ways I could have never imagined. It was due to Mister Spandwick, an old man whom I had met through some friends-of-friends. I was used to the fact that old men found...
Svetlen grew up in Moscow. A pretty girl, at 18 she won first prize in the Miss Moscow beauty pageant. Olga also had won a beauty contest. Both had been hired as secretaries to work in an underground bunker. While exchanging notes with another secretary there, they discovered that she too had won first place in a beauty contest. The girls typed up endless...
(Greetings Lit reader. This would be the next part of the Barista series and I am leading up to something special. This one will seem a bit shorter than the others. Enjoy!) * Charlene had used her time wisely during the year we had been friends with benefits. Besides using me for one night stands and whenever she needed a good fucking, she was also using...
My name is Steve LaFleur. A big and tall young African-American man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the city of Boston, Massachusetts, in 1987. I've been living in Ottawa since 2009. I moved here because I had a scholarship offer from Carleton University. It's the only reason why I'm in Canada. The place re...
My name is Madhuri and this is my story. I am going to start off by talking about the day I first saw my husband to be - Veer. I looked up at him. I found his eyes already on me. I lowered my eyelids. But not before flashing the tiniest of smiles at him. A smile that carried with a lot more than just pleasantries. "Mubarak! (Congratulations)" I heard eve...
At the moment Tracy Lopez was loving life. "Better get out of here before the other girls get up," she said to her lover before licking a drop of his sperm off her lips. Rick got up off the bed and pulled his pants on. "I'm parched baby, I'll be right back." "Bring me a glass of water too please," she replied. Tracy stretched out on the bed and grinned sh...
Tanglefoot, Texas, 1876 "Name's Ulysses Parker, folks, what can I do for ya?" U announced as he strode over to the table of four. "Well for starters, good sir, how 'bout you play a round with us," asked one of the gentlemen, shuffling a deck of old, weather-beaten cards. "We came all the way from Austin. In fact, I think we just beat the storm that's about...
Simon Craig was proud of himself. And justifiably, too! He had a stew cooking in the Aga in the vicarage kitchen and had performed the Morning Eucharist to a surprisingly large congregation considering it had been held at 9am on a Thursday morning. He had visited sick and elderly parishioners, giving kind words and prayers for those who wanted one and offer...
Vignette 2. - Rotkoff encounters love. Stephen Rotkoff grew up with sex ever-present in his life. His mother, Edit had been a battle hardened brothel keeper in Hamburg, when she and her husband took the decision to up sticks and go to England in the miserable, starving aftermath of the Great War. They bribed their way onto a tramp steamer and fetched up in...