Jason Anderson sat at his desk in the back of the classroom and let his mind wander. He had come in today not really wanting to teach so he gave the kids bullshit worksheets that would keep them busy. That they were hard at work on something he wasn't going grade made him smile. Anderson had taught Chemistry 2 for the last ten years at Lisbon High, and was...
Chapter ONE: Get On With Our Lives Dedicated to Bianca. This is my first ever erotic story. I had ideas for this series for awhile and decided to finally write them out. These ideas were influenced by my real life, combined with missed opportunities and personal fantasies. The story is complete fiction; however many of the situations are exaggerations base...
Ch.7 Reflections of Deception JT and the club rode into Stockton the day of the meet, a few hours before schedule. They met up with Benny and Lamont and noticed the small army of black youths they brought with them. The numbers looked impressive enough, but the average age of seventeen worried him greatly. They stopped and got off the bike...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video game franchise, video game developers or producers etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing...
With the usual caveat to readers; this story includes various debauchery from cuckold themes, adultery, unprotected group sex, non-consensual drugging, drug use, moderate alcohol abuse, sexual torment, and related themes. If these things are not your cup of tea, hit the back button now. ***** The necessary context for this story includes the time scale in...
Randall Meechum's POV Sulphur River Pack I groaned as I woke up, looking at the clock next to my bed. Two-twenty. My movement caused my mate to shift in my arms, her leg coming up and bumping into my morning wood. I groaned again as she moved her hand down to it. "Morning love, or should I say good afternoon." "It is," she said. "I love waking up this...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Gretchen woke before her alarm went off as the sun streamed in her windows. It took her a few moments to remember that in her desperation she had opened her bedroom blinds. Part of her found the whole thing embarrassing, but part of her smiled at the memories of how she had felt. Lazily she returned her hand to her sex, and stroked herself gently as she thou...
We just moved into a new neighborhood and I was standing in the bedroom looking out the window when I saw the women next door fucking her pussy with a dildo out back by her pool. It looked like she had a huge dildo in her pussy and she didn't know anybody was watching. She fucked herself for a good five minutes I had to stop watching because my wife came in...
When my husband, Bill, arrived home from running his "errands" bearing a sexy negligee, crotchless panties, and two porno movies, I was a bit taken aback. I had already experienced three orgasms in the short time I had been home from work, and felt pretty exhausted sexually. I basically told him we would have to see, that I was pretty tired, and slipped int...