Welcome to the next installment in the series. This story involves dickgirls, deepthroat, cum inflation, a light focus on impregnation, and a lot of narrative as opposed to erotic passages. ***** "Murder?!" I gasped. "We can't do that!" "Sure we can." Morgana said coolly. "You got a better way to save Karina?" "Um, well, no, but you do," I said haltingly...
Chapter 15 Note: all persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my m...
Jack and Janie Janie Ah, middle age, that wide, flat expanse of no man's land between young and dumb enough to do it and too damn old to care if you do it or not. The salad days, as this fragile time between old and young is sometimes called or might be called if it weren't for the simple fact that the salad aint' as fresh as it used to be. At forty-eight,...
Juliet stood before the group and she looked a little tired. "Sorry ladies if I look tired; I had a nonstop week of sucking and fucking and had a long flight home from Alaska yesterday. I was up all night editing my fantasy. I hope you like it; I know I loved making it. A special thanks to Fred, he's the same cameraman Ainsley and Erin used in their fantasy....
6. Senior Payne's The Northwood Academy debate team went to Southeast Regional Debate Championships at the end of the fall semester of her Payne's senior year. Payne and her partner Agnes were to present the rebuttals for their four-member team. Agnes was not beautiful, but she was far from being ugly. They had been through many debates together. Each added...
Chapter 1 Rayne stood with his feet firmly planted on the deck of his ship the Eclipse. God, how he loved the feel of the ship as it cut through the water and the deck rolled beneath his feet. It was an almost sensual feeling, not unlike that of a mistress as she moved beneath you. Rayne walked over and leaned on the railing and studied the ink-black sky wi...
*** -- CHAPTER 7: Dream Girl -- *** SPRING QUARTER, JUNIOR YEAR (April 2001) "Have a good time?" Kevin looked up from his spot at the dining table with a funny smirk on his face. Jen immediately reached over and slapped his arm. "That was rude." "Dude, it's not MY fault they were screaming so loud the entire block could hear them," Kevin retorted and r...
This is my third Tug story. In this one, our hero and his Atlantean wife solve the mystery of Jack the Ripper; thereby, saving the world from Nazi Armageddon. Their discoveries expose the real truth behind the Whitechapel murders, along with some of the more unsavory elements of Victorian England. Along the way, they meet the legendary Victorian swashbuckler...
My name is Pete and my wife Ellie and I live near Portland Oregon. When Ellie was thirteen she started attending an after-school drama workshop in downtown Portland, called MiMi's, and stuck with it until they tore the old playhouse down to put up an IHOP in the late nineties. Her and her friends still boycott IHOP, since, according to her, the group had bee...
Author's Note: This is a long and very slowly building story. Please consider yourself warned—or promised if you like a slow build. Thanks for reading. // I switched off my phone and tossed it in the bottom of my bag like I hated it, like it was to blame for the phone call I'd just abruptly ended. I shoved my students' papers into my bag and shrugged on my...