(Author's note. This is a puzzle. If you can't figure out who it's about it won't make a lot of sense. I'll post an explanation in feedback in a few days if nobody else does.) April 3rd, 1968 The room is quite without character. It's clean, though not clinically so. It's tidy, but it's hard to arrange one table, one ashtray and two chairs in an untidy mann...
Looking off my back deck I can see a group of teenage girls congregating in the Johnson's backyard. They are all wearing bikini tops and cutoff jeans. Some of the jeans are cut high across some lovely ass cheeks or cut straight up to the side to the waist. I assume they have bikini bottoms underneath. It is hot today, a humid 92 degrees. The kind of day one...
Their bedroom door is open as you pass by. The birds singing awoke you early. You put on your robe as you go to the bathroom. Quietly you pass by their door, you see that they are asleep. The warm night meant the need for covers were negated. As you pass by, as anyone would, you glance. You stop in your tracks as you see his cock, flaccid but big. It rested...
You are a person in a slightly futuristic society where a special serum has been invented that allows normal human beings to become catgirls. This is a multi-step process to turn you into a fully trained pet for someone to adopt. Catgirls appear mostly human, except with a cat tail growing from their tailbone, and cat ears on top of their head as opposed to...
Holey Nightie: The Golden Tongues Affair When the door swung open, Miss Cashnickel nearly fainted. There in the doorway, dark eyes literally glowing with confidence, was Agent 0011-1/2. He removed his light jacket with a bold flourish and tossed it a dozen feet across the room, where it landed dead center on one of the hooks of the wood and copper coat rack...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, comics, companies, writers etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your...
Copyright Oggbashan April 2009 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *********************************** Editor's Note: This is the s...
Absently, I pushed the food around on my plate and glared at the two women sitting across the table from me. After getting cleaned up from the king's attentions, I'd suddenly found myself burdened with these two asinine little twats. They were about the same age as me, comely but not beautiful; the wives of knights whom Lord Ruvano had somehow procured to k...
“Yes? What is it, Miles?” George Peterson looked up from his lunchtime crossword and glanced idly at Miles Slattery as he grinned at him around the office door. A few crumbs from his chicken sandwich had scattered over sixteen across; one of the many clues that George had still yet to solve. “Have you seen her yet, boss?” Miles was one of the younger memb...
Hi, I'm Amy. I'm a twenty six year old brunette. I think I am attractive, least ways that's what I've been told and have a pretty good figure but I just cannot seem to hold on to a boyfriend for much longer than a couple of months. As soon as we get into the sack and have romped our way through several orgasms either he or I lose interest with each other. T...