Colin Goss was an unremarkable young man. Average in stature, average looks and distinctly average in his academic abilities. Having felt the weight of expectation from his two very beautiful and intelligent sisters and a mother who demanded nothing but the best, he felt doomed by his very biological make up. Colin didn't date girls, he didn't have friends...
My wife Carol and I had been pondering for weeks where we were going to go on vacation this year. Normally a fun task to sit down and plan, but we had really grown bored with the a-typical sightseeing trips, and wanted to do something a bit more adventurous and fun. Although we really didn't consider ourselves swingers necessarily, we had partied, and gone t...
Ch. 7 Lana lay on her back, enjoying the large cock of TJ, sliding effortlessly in and out of her ass. He was the biggest of the three elite men, biggest cock that is. It was amazing and ever since she first saw it as Lana she had been impressed. Bobby knew very well how endowed he was; she had changed him after all, those many years ago. As she enjoyed th...
She just laid there, too drained and exhausted to move. Reeking of sex. Breath with the sent of genitalia. Dried semen stuck to her hair from the night before. Her own juices resting along her heaving breasts with piercing nipples and dripping down her own thick lips. Some not even her's, but of other women; not sure of how they got there. Thinking back to h...
'Is orange more aesthetically pleasing than a grey gag?' "3,000 words by Wednesday, Levine, for not paying attention in class." Mr Marksan confiscated young Stuart's photograph. It was not, as such, pornographic but it was certainly suggestive. The very attractive young lady was bound and gagged but though her décolletage might be a little dishevelled and...
I've always adored werewolf stories but never dared to follow in the steps of the masters. This is my humble contribution to the genre. I hope you'll enjoy this short story. A special thanks goes to AntietamPW for editing this story. --------------------- Copyright (c) 2019 Ada Stuart, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee...
The following story is entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any persons living or dead is entirely coincidental and unintentional. All characters depicted in sexual acts and scenarios are at least eighteen years of age or older. The following story contains aspects of BDSM, CBT (cock and ball torture), femdom, forced orgasms, tease and denial, prostate sti...
Manville and Lindstrom lay on two lab tables inside a laboratory. Both were nude. Neither was restrained because they were unconscious. A large bald man in a lab coat looked pleased with himself. The man called himself Socrates Prometheus, after the Greek philosopher and the Greek god who supposedly created man from clay. Prometheus had observed the seap...
"Wake up! Wake up!" I heard a voice say. I struggled to open my eyes but the intensity of the glow forced me to keep them shut. "Holly, wake up! We're in danger!" Suddenly I felt someone grab me hard by my arm. The brilliant light wavered then flickered out. "Get up you idiot!" "What? What?" I muttered, as I felt my aching body react with resistance to...
Widder Jones was 31 years old. I was the only one to know for sure because I'm her doctor. I also knew a lot of other things about her after her office visit today. My name is Kendall and I am a rural circuit doctor in the Ozarks. My medical school education was mostly funded by a program that requires me to serve rural areas for a period of time after I gr...