There is no feeling quite like the one I get when I'm drilling my cock into the tight asshole of a big white woman. Which probably explains why I'm virtually addicted to it. Let's face it, the plump chicks in the hood are always acting bitchy because they desperately need some dick, preferably deep down where the sun doesn't shine, and they're not getting it...
My name is Kenneth Jason Sturgood. Friends call me KJ for short. I'm a student at Illyria College in the city of March Wood, Maine. Although a native of South Central, Los Angeles, I've grown quite fond of the city and the college which welcomed me. Illyria College is a fine school located in a fine town. I sometimes miss my friends and my folks back in Los...
Spying on My Girlfriend Being Seduced By Her Father's Friend Ch. 01 © Starman2345 2008. Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted 2006 with all rights expressly reserved by its author unless explicitly granted. ________________________________ WARNING. This story includes graphical descriptions of hardcore sex between a mature male (50's...
Chapter four: This is a chain story written by Jezzaz, Todd172, Stev2244, Harddaysknight, Girlinthemoon, Qhml1, Oshaw and blackrandl1958. One different author wrote each chapter in this story, building on the work of the preceding author. We are submitting one chapter each day until the story is finished. We would like for you, the readers, to see if you ca...
I have to pistol-whip the doorman to get out of the building. In the street, I realize the extent of my fuck-up: I have no get-away car. I suck in the cool night air. Think fast, Angelo. What are you going to do? This was supposed to be an easy job. The plan called for me to exit through the garage, nicking a car. But I've coked up my frayed nerves with one...
Katherine arrived at the address shortly after dark had settled on suburbia. The building was not well-kept, weeds had overtaken the small parking lot, challenged only by the scattered trash. It had been painted several different colors in its life, each apparently more garish than the preceding one. It had never been much more than it was now – a lingerie m...
Author's Note: This is my first submission to the site. I intend it to be a story of several chapters, so I do I look forward to hearing whether I've managed to capture your attention or not. I'm doing the editing myself on this first chapter and I'm trying very hard to make sure it's readable with a minimum of typos, etc. However, if you spot any, please f...
As I walk through the halls of the University of Ottawa in the Canadian Capital, I see a lot of Arab guys with White girls. I shake my head, and shudder. Why am I doing this? Am I some of racist? Am I intolerant? Far from it. In fact, I could tell you a thing or two about real intolerance. My name is Mona Bagis, and I'm a Turkish Christian woman who recently...
The plan was simple, be apart for a short period of time and the rewards of being in a place that they both dreamed to be would be realized. This story is a continuation of the love struck relationship between Gretta and Hans. Years ago they had a steamy, global love affair that ventured into the fantasy and intrigued of both the sex lives. They have since m...
Old Mr Postlethwaite's choice for Henry, of all people, to accompany him to lunch was met with some consternation by the young men at the office. Henry didn't work any harder than anyone else, they felt. He was certainly not smarter than Frank, for instance, or Malcolm, or even William. Then why did Mr Postlethwaite, the man they'd all wanted as their mentor...