Author's Note: This story is the first in a series of inter-related stories regarding women with penises. The stories will be related but will not be true sequels. That means you can read one "Island for Dickgirls" story and never read another, read them in any order, or (hopefully) read them all. To aid readers, I will include the same "introduction" sectio...
Shadow and his ladies, including Kaetaria, sat on Matthias' boat as he steered it to a dock attached to their special island. Matthias had insisted on the boat trip instead of just teleporting them to the island so the majestic place's beauty would prove the ultimate surprise for them all. In the past few days, Sammy had given up on camming and therefore st...
I had read that the boat went down south of the big island of Hawaii. I knew the area well and after a quick call, found out that they had survived. They had sunk not far from there. Their vacation had been timed for March twenty-third as an eighteenth birthday present for her. I winced as I thought of what they must be going through. That island was off lim...
Where to start. I want to do this right but in the end it doesn't matter so much. It's more important that the truth be known than whether or not I get everything chronologically correct. I guess I should just let the story tell itself. All will be clear in time. I wish it wouldn't but I can't keep this a secret. Oh how I wish I could. How I wish I could for...
Hi, this story is my official entry in the 2010 LITEROTICA Summer Lovin' Contest. It's also vying for a prize in the ASSOCIATION of INDEPENDENT READERS contest that runs concurrently. It's your votes, the votes of readers around the world that will decide the contest winners -- please, after you've read the story, take the few extra seconds required to plac...
NOTE This part of the story is a little long but it needs to be in order to set everything up. Believe me, you will enjoy what's coming. *********** The celebration lasted until the next day. We all fell asleep naked and our bodies entwined and covered in cum. It was obvious we had a good time. After everyone showered and made themselves presentable we h...
Author's note: This is another Melanie piece, an enchanted few days on a Scottish island. My thanks to my muse for her inspiration, and help with editing. Profound thanks also to raconteuse, who painstakingly edited, and smoothed away the jaggy edges. I'm deeply indebted to both of them. Thanks also to my loyal readers, who have stayed with me through my so...
John lay on the sand, staring up into the sky. The soft sound of waves caressing the beach drifted through his ears, and the salty aroma of the ocean drifted through his nostrils. As he watched the blank blue expanse above him in an equally blank manner, he could not prevent a thought from drifting through his mind. Though vague and billowy, like a cloud, th...
The Paisley School for Extraordinary Girls in London is the finest college for the world's most talented ladies. Some of the young women studying there are great muscians, some are geniuses or athletes. Other girls have peculiar talents and find their way to the Incredible Arts Department. Here, Headmistress Victoria Swift teaches her young pupils the most i...
Hi Folks. Don't take this one too seriously. It's just fun. Thanks to Mikothebaby for her usual excellence in editing. Just sit back with a tall, cool glass of whatever and let's take a trip. * * * * * * As we strolled along the dock holding hands, I looked at my wife Natalie. Despite the fact that we were approaching fifty, she was still as beautiful...