Most of it was probably my fault. I had a habit of turning our parties into a sexually-charged environment after the booze started flowing. There was almost always only one girl in the crowd, and that was my wife Ann, who had recently turned 20. It was usually innocent enough -- slapping her rear and talking openly about our sex in front of her and the othe...
We all have secrets, hidden away in our closets or in the back of our minds. In my case, an unnamed folder hidden I thought deep inside my computer. But I guess you should never underestimate the curiosity of a woman, especially my wife Jan. Little did I know on that fateful Wednesday night that my wife had found that file and intrigue by it decided to act o...
Author's note: This story is a separate storyline from my first Reborn story, the creature is the same but the 'victim' is new. This is a transformation story as well and could fit into several categories, like Anal, Fetish, or Transsexuals. There will also be a second chapter to Reborn, following Ben/Anastasia's escapades. Please comment and vote! If yo...
"Breaking news. Chaos in Ebony City. After the release of the number one criminal in the history of the city, riots and crime waves have spread across the peaceful city. Breeding gangs are running amok and the police are doing nothing about it," the beautiful TV anchor reports. "Police are impotent to respond to the increased crime wave from migrant whites...
I moped the entire Sunday afternoon and all night. When I wasn't awake, my scant sleep was peppered with dreams of Matt. I couldn't forget the taste of his kisses or the slow slide of his hands against my body no matter how hard I tried. He was like a ghost over my shoulder. The rainy Monday morning dawned as grey and dismal as my mood. I dragged myself fr...
Diary Entry 16/01/2012 They say as boys grow up all they think about is sex and pussy. Seven days a week, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, it's always on their minds. In this case, the boy is a girl and that hot juicy pussy is a long, hard dick. But not just any ol' dick. Oh no! There's one special dick belonging to one special man I desire. A...
It was around eight pm, and my double-shift was about to end. We had been working overtime since the gangs had gone to war. Seven murders, in the last week alone. This city of angels was under siege. My rookie partner of two weeks had asked me to join her for drinks at Chubby's tonight. Reluctantly, I'd agreed, but it went against my rules to date a fellow...
Chapter 4 "Leaving Home" We knocked and Gladys answered and invited us in. "Hi, Debra, It's good to see you again," she said, looking her over, "And you look as darling in that dress as I remembered." Then she paused considering, "And the no bra look is sexy as hell. Way to go girl. I wish I could go braless, but mine are way too big. They'd look like two...
"Ishmael, if you ever come back here, I swear I will kill you," said my sister, Hawa Dubuisson. She uttered those words after siding with her lover, Mikhail Mulenge, against our Family and against me. This was a hostile takeover and we both knew it. Classic behavior among our blood, to be sure... With my father, Faisal Dubuisson dead and buried, our clan wa...
The Hunted ---- The streets of central Heurbon were booming that evening, the roads coming to life as many of the farmers returned to the city for the night. The city, as many in Santaria, was known for its many vintners that would be right in the middle of their annual harvest this time of year, much of the peasantry and even some of the nobility joinin...