Students filtered out of the class, dropping off their assigned work into a pile until none but the two of them remained. "Where is your homework?" The Professor asked Natalie. "I..." She looked down to the commercial linoleum tiles that lined the floor. She didn't have it. Once again, she hadn't done it. "Sit." Natalie flopped down into a student desk b...
So back for more then? Or maybe you just skipped ahead? Either way I don't blame you. Welcome or Welcome Back to Birthday Poker. In chapter one I was in love with Ramona but could never build up the courage to ask her out. We met new friends at a Gay, Lesbian Bisexual Alliance event, I earned the nickname Science Fiction Sam or Sci for short and Tony told me...
Have you ever met someone and felt an instant connection? An unspoken bond? I have, it happened when I was 6 yrs old. My name is Alan Anderson. I am the youngest of four children that grew up in a loving home with working class parents. We lived in a fairly small Midwestern town. Not tiny but not large either. We knew most everyone in town at least by sigh...
Two weeks ago, I helped out a friend of a friend one Saturday morning. I was amazed to find myself involved in some fantastic and mind-blowing sexual activities that rather got in the way of completing the work I was expected to do. At the end of the day Fen, the lady of the house, had found herself in submission to her stepdaughter, which was a complete rol...
AUTHORS NOTE: Many of the characters appearing in this story were first introduced in previous works, including Donkey Boy William, Big Jim and Little Tim, and 14" James - Undercover Cop. ***** "A girl's gotta earn a living...oh my God," Jane cackled. "That's it. That's the fucking title!" As soon as the words were out of her mouth Monica knew the stal...
Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. Please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty n...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Beyonce Knowles or Jennifer Lawrence or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Jennifer Lawrence was ready for her Black Mistress. Well, as ready as she would ever be. Her large collection of sex toys was laid out on the table she had drag next to the be...
April ### The Sig roared in my hand, bucked, my finger working the trigger so fast the two booms seemed almost to be one. My eyes processed the holes appear in the paper silhouette downrange, and I sprinted to the next stage, fought to keep my hammering heart rate from jerking my aim all over. Boomboom boomboom boomboom Three more targets perforated, an...
CARTER If Coach Carter Hudson had been paying more attention, he might have declared the gym closed that Friday evening. But he wasn't a football guy, and it was only beginning to register to him that most of his clientele were, most definitely, football guys. And football gals: a third of the people at his gym were women, and half of them were moms of kids...
Ok, so I'm a stupid slut (shout out to stupid sluts everywhere!). I admit it. But is it so wrong that I crave to be used like a cum rag for guys? Is it any worse than an alcoholic who can't control their cravings? It's a disease! I know I'm being facetious, but honestly, these are natural, innate desires I have. I didn't make them up, I didn't decide to let...