Look at me. Look. At. Me. So big, so hard. Every morning I point to the sky! I love mornings. I get to be the centre of attention. He wakes and has a choice. What will he choose today? Oh, here we go. Here comes his hand, sliding under the elastic of his boxers. Oh fuck yes, he's touching me with his big rough hand. Ohhhhh mmmm that's right give me a squee...
I'd like to extend my thanks to Jezzaz for coming up with the concept for this effort and for his gracious invitation to participate. He's an excellent writer and if you're not familiar with his work, I'd consider taking a look at his oeuvre. For someone who considers himself loquacious while others consider me long-winded and without the ability to shut...
Stacy idly thumbed through the comic book, sorry *graphic-novel*, trying to find where she had left off. When had she become such a nerd?! Bowing to Peter’s complaints on defining one picture book from another even inside her own head! Still, she had to admit, the storyline was pretty good. It explored a lot more interesting and explicit ideas than the sort...
Hailey's eyes darted to the door from the sofa, where she was curled up with a book. Every so often, the tick of the clock would remind her that it was nearly time for her fiancé to come home from work. She had dinner cooking on the stove and she didn't want him to be late. However, that wasn't the only reason she waited eagerly. Her breasts were begging to...
(Authors note: The story is now open to the public. Feel free to write anywhere you like. Long as it doesn’t overwrite an existing branch. Wish another branch, wish another arch, the choice is yours) It’s just any other ordinary day at the office, when the world falls into a simple mans lap. That man is you, Jack Miles. Working at a small two story office co...
This story began when I was just over eighteen. I didn't have much experience with girls at the time; in fact, I was still a virgin. There was one woman who was the main object of my fantasies back then, our next door neighbor, Maya Grant. She was a lot older than me, in her early to mid-thirties, and lived alone. Maya was also black. There weren't many blac...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I continued to hold my mother. Her body beguiled me with the returning lust that I had experienced earlier in the day with Ellen. The wet drops of water that she hadn't been able to wipe off slowly, sensually, dripped from her form. I could feel her shivering arms in my hands. Whe...
Uncomfortable Revelations Pete's Postal & Frames Shoppe On a deep red piece of soft velvet cloth spread out on the glass counter, a smooth blue with black vein stone that Gems swore was "the Siren's Soul" was carefully laid out for scrutiny. Two men, Gems and Pete Ashton, standing on opposite sides of the display counter were bent over, looking at th...
Another Winter Holidays Contest Entry. Please vote! This is a story using my characters from my Bored Fran and Fran's Further Adventures series. It stands alone and you do not need to read the others to follow along but feel free to do so if you wish. There are elements of BDSM in the story but it is in no way a BDSM story. Jim-43, Friend of Fran and John,...
Heather was a single girl, she had all that she needed in life, money, a nice flat, a fast car, and freedom. She had seen most of her friends marry off to boring men, and they had all become boring to. She could still party without having to ask anybody, or having to explain her actions. This is probably what made her do the things that this story is about....