*** Author's note, this story contains strong language that does not reflect the opinion of the author. If there are more chapters... you may see the main character have an awakening to such behaviour. Then again if you read another of my later Tyreese stories you'd see that he already has. All characters are 18 years old or older, and all events are fiction...
After all we had been through, we finally stopped talking and finished eating our entrees. We then poked through our side items and "desserts," comparing what we each had. "I got raspberry applesauce, fig bars and a Tootsie Roll." Julia reported. "How about you?" "Hmm," I said, as I perused my stuff, "vegetable crackers, cheese spread, oatmeal cookies and...
Zeb was almost feeling better after two hours of intense exercise. Aside from banishing his hangover, his exertions had enabled his humiliation and anger to abate. He had resolved to consummate his visit to the health club with a leisurely sauna and soak in the hot tub just to delay going home. Zeb was shampooing his hair when he saw the penis walk into the...
Michelle walked into the supermarket, ready to fill her shopping cart; her cupboards and fridge were alarmingly depleted, so she was ready to tackle her long list. As she passed the produce section and sighted the cucumbers on sale, her body tingled with longing. It had been a while since she'd been laid. With her slim body, brown hair, and perky 34C breast...
Ohio, 2002 When I look at our family now, more than forty years later, at our two daughters, now married with families, I see both myself and my wife in them. My wife's dark straight hair, pale skin, blue eyes, petite frame, shy smile; my own turned up nose on one and lighter hair and dimples on the other. But our son is different. He doesn't look much li...
All characters are 18 years of age. To preface: "Penis Pokey" was a gag gift I received one birthday. It's effectively a DIY pop-up book where "You're the Star!" Over the years I'd come up with a few scenarios involving this book, and I was told to put this one here (shoutout to Courntey). It's also in a sort of first/second POV, in the sense that it uses b...
There is a tiny island in the Caribbean owned by a multi-billionaire and she has had built upon it the ultimate in luxurious hotels in which, if you can afford it, your wildest sexual fantasy will be satisfied. If you are a woman and your dream is to be gang-banged by Adolf Hitler, Benito Mussolini and Joseph Stalin, well-endowed look-alikes will be source...
Susie and Pete strolled around the gallery where her latest pictures be displayed. They were mostly of a kind of symbolic woman, almost always depicted from the waist or even neck up, in a kind of pointillist style with great use of colour. And very popular. Later, over drinks and tapas in a nearby bar the conversation turned to Susie's next phase. She ex...
Chapter 02 His 1st Time is with the Head Cheerleader? *** I'd like to thank the academy...sorry that's a speech for another time. I need to thank Ahabscribe who wrote "The I-Room". I enjoyed his story. I recommend you check it out. I borrowed his premise and his villain to write this. Secondly, ZexWizzard lent a hand re-writing and editing this piece....
"Why did we ever come to this godforsaken planet, Carl?" The questioner was a blonde, striking woman, perhaps thirty-five or -six. She was dressed in slacks, an opaque blouse and a light working jacket - not native garb. The man of whom she asked her unanswerable question sighed and looked up from the papers he was trying to proof. "We-the team-came to le...