INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - Can there ever be a selfless good deed, or are all good deeds selfish in some say? Sean Kelly, an ordinary guy living in Melbourne, Australia might have some claim to the most selfless good deed apart from self-sacrifice. He agrees to take on his best friend Adam's fat, crazy, mooching, trainwreck of an older sister Zoe as a house...
I collapsed to the ground, exhausted and racked with pain. For three days and three nights, I had been running without pause. On the horizon behind me, a pillar of smoke wafted up into the heavens, letting the world know that the city of Troy had been destroyed. On that fateful night, the armies of Greece had broken through our mighty walls and set the city...
When I first saw Peggy Sanford, she impressed me as a very prim and proper, classy, country club wife. After five minutes of conversation, the fact that she was married to a much older man who keeps her in a very comfortable but unsatisfied sexual lifestyle surfaced. She works and travels, not for money, but to escape the life that she has been trapped in fo...
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Her thin, naked body pressed against me under the covers. Her breast touched my chest and I traced circles around the nipple. Large nipples on small, shapely tits. "You're awake," she said. "Duh." She wrapped her hand around my cock. She squeezed it. "Tell me again," she said. "Pull up on it, not down. That's better. You're definitely getting the hang....
I didn't want to go to the party, but was forced there against my will. My dorm mate, Arthur, was interested in a guy I knew who was going, and promised to commit vile, unnatural, evil acts upon my person while I slept if I didn't introduce them. Having awoken in the middle of the night to find myself witness to such acts, I took his threats rather seriously...
Hey there, lovelies I just wanted to stop by and let everyone know that this chapter may be tough to read. There are a couple scenes of violence against women and sexual abuse. While they're not grotesque by any means, I thought I'd just put the warning on there in case it's a trigger for anyone that may come across this. Other than that, I have no new n...
This is one of those stories most often confessed to priests, psychiatrists and cops as, "This wasn't me ... You see, I have this friend, who told me..." Such is the case here, as, of course, this could have never happened to me. *** While driving down a lonely highway one night, not long after a familiar old song on the radio had faded away, a friend I'll...
There are references in this to my earlier stories, Days of the Raj, Veronica Peeps and Nude and Erect. ***** Carl Harlson, the tall, tow-haired young Viking, was summoned for rehearsal by Miss Cuff, to be the only boy up on the stage with seven girls, for a particularly difficult scene in Cowgirls and Indian Braves. It was the scene where a lone brave, o...
Anya's heart was being... it was being filled with static. Pleasant, fuzzy static. Like mold on her brain. But she still had some mind to her, and as she lay still, a sort of clarity was drifting back. Her senses were inundated by the strong, intoxicating smell of... something. An aphrodisiac, no doubt. She had been captured by the fey, and the fey did not...