Along the drive we happened to hit a traffic light. We stopped next to a bus filled with high-schoolers who just so happened to be looking out the windows at the time. "Holy...look everyone! That guy driving the Porsche is totally naked!" "No way! Look at the size of that dick!" "He is 'FINE'! I wish my boyfriend had a body like that!" "If only he were m...
We had been playing "Teasing Tuesdays" for a month, when Angela stopped by my apartment. "Greg," she asked, "would you please do me a special favor?" "Sure, Angela, anything," I answered without hesitation, "What would you like me to do for you?" "Well, it's Eric's birthday, two weeks from yesterday," she said, "and I was thinking about giving him a set o...
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, comics, companies, writers etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your...
Disclaimer: Complete work of my own original fiction. * "What are you doing out here at this time of night?" a tall, buff and rather attractive man asked the dark red haired, bright red cloaked, petite young woman as she too was making her way through the dense fog of the forest this cold October night. "I could ask the same of you," she answered as she c...
Once we started driving and the girls got a good eyeful of my erection as I finally got it to go down, the two hot women I was squeezed between in the backseat finally let go of my arms. Scarlet turned from the passenger's seat to hand me a thin box. "This is a gift from Ingrid, she made it just for you." She exchanged a wink with the girl sitting to my rig...
Footlong (Part 1) Kathryn M. Burke Samantha Jameson was smart, and she knew it. As a junior at one of the more prestigious colleges in the Boston area, she sailed through her classes as a double major in English and philosophy. Now, at the age of twenty-one, she suddenly realized that she had failed to take the two semesters of science classes that she...
She had the biggest pair of tits SGT Stewart Peter Bate had ever seen in the flesh. It was unfortunate he was a POW and she his captor. "Name: Frank Meyer. Rank: Sergeant. Serial Number: 531-07-0374. Date of Birth: April 28th, 1990. This is all the information I am permitted to give you. I demand to be afforded the rights of a POW as per the Geneva Conventi...
Note: This chapter had several hindrances including me being sick for a week, receiving a cut on my eye (hurt like a bitch for a day and it's fine the next), and of course Christmas in which I find great Christmas joy in shooting carolers with super soakers. Otherwise, in lieu of a long wait, this chapter is several thousand words longer than I wished, but w...
Snow flutters down between the long buildings of Boston, blanketing the Christmas Eve streets in a thin layer of powder and muffling the sounds of holiday celebration. Warm light spills out of large windows and the people inside, their faces rosy with the heat and alcohol all seem oblivious to the growing winter wonderland. Roman smiles and takes in a gratu...
She could feel him looking at her, he hasn't stop since she walked into the bookstore. She had come in to buy a new series but the clerk had informed her that the particular books she was looking for had just sold out, the last copies purchased by the man who was known staring at her as she moved through the small shop. She kept glancing back, she couldn't h...