The G-Spot . . . Or not. * A note to my readers. This story is based on fact. If you doubt that, Google 'G-Spot' and read the results of actual studies—not the many fluff sites. The results of the combined studies will blow your mind. The conclusion of those studies is that the 'G-Spot' is a myth and doesn't exist. Surprised? Yeah, so was I, since I know b...
High school was shit. I was eager to put those years behind me and head off to college and a whole world of adventures. My name is Katherine Josephine Ringold. I am a 19-year-old, 5'6 white wolf. I have an athletic body, about 120lbs and cute B-cup tits. I had gotten accepted into an okay college and was fully planning on becoming a psychology major. It woul...
Sweating bullets and ever conscious of her stern academic advisor's disapproving indifference, Tracy moved to the final suggestion on her list of possible topics. "I was thinking I might do my thesis on Slave Yoga," Tracy said. "It's very trendy, and there's a lot of interesting psychological aspects." Tracy's faculty advisor, Dr. Agatha Crush, had dismiss...
Is there such a thing as too much of anything in this life? I sure hope not. My name is Evelyn Kara Auberge. I am head over heels in love with a reformed player from the States. Here's a little bit about me. I was born in the town of Cap-Haitien in the island of Haiti but I barely remember it because I've lived in the region of Ontario, Canada, ever since I...
My name is Louis Smithsonian. I'm around five-foot-eight, stocky and dark-skinned. I'm originally from Haiti though I currently live in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I live in a nice duplex on French Avenue in Brockton's South Side. Not too far from the fire station. These days, I live with my Mama and my older sisters Judy and Martha. My older brothe...
"Professor?" Dr. Devin Blakely didn't need to turn around to know that Acacia Nelson was behind him. She was a senior psychology student in his colloquium on human deviance. Perfectly poised to make valedictorian and the department's most apt student, it was not her mind that stood out to the professor. When she had entered the university at 18, she had been...
I went to the store on Saturday afternoon and bought a box of condoms, a bottle of Astroglide lubricant, assorted chocolates, a bag of strawberries, and two bottles of Red Moscato wine. The cashier, a slightly overweight girl in her mid-twenties sighed when she saw my basket, giving me a longing glance. I just shrugged, and she scanned my purchases. Liz and...
The prologue through chapter 3 is now edited and I have put them up. Firstly I'd like to say thank you so much to Robin who edited these chapters. Secondly I'm sorry it took so long to get the edited versions up and that I haven't posted anything new in a really long time. Between working, school, kids, and everything else in life I haven't had the time to e...
Ch 3. The Second Interview "Your looks won't get you shit from me!" His voice yelled at me again, and again, and again. I watched his lips move. It was dark and the only thing I could see was his face, yelling at me over and over. I woke up like surfacing from deep dark waters, my mind becoming conscience with a gasp as I sat up in bed. The morning light...
Part 5 - Roll 'em! _______________ So, let's get into the mechanics of this depraved obsession of mine by way of taking an even closer look at some of the masturbatory movie fantasies I had devised for myself; shall we? Somebody's got to tell you about it, so it might just as well be me. I hope you won't mind if I break a cardinal rule of erotic story wri...