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The Bisexual Somali Werewolf

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

I could totally kick your ass, I thought to myself as I looked at the trio of drunken college guys inside the bus shelter, smirking to themselves. What is it with drunken white guys having the urge to hurl slurs at other people? Shit. Three months ago I would have ignored these fools and quietly walked away, just like any good black citizen of the Prairies....

The Lizardman of Aurelheart Pt. 02

by entwined_tails on Sep 11, 2018
NonHuman

Bella stood with her spear poised and ready. The cruel bronze tip gleamed half a metre in front of her eyes; the smooth wooden shaft felt perfectly balanced in her hand. Arrek had taught her how to handle a spear. The memory of his lessons slipped vividly into her mind, almost as clearly as though he were once again standing just behind her. She could imagi...

Nos Faux Ratu Ch. 06

by Evil Alpaca on Sep 19, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these character and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a science fiction story. Do not re...

Private Party

by PaulaApril on Jan 8, 2019
Toys & Masturbation

Sarah was a little livid to say the least. It was bad enough that she was stuck living with her parents now she was eighteen. But for them not to go out as they'd said they would was as annoying as hell. Her groin had ached all day at her new shop job. Every time a cute guy had come in, even confusingly, for a couple of pretty girls and especially Helen on...

Revenge of the Nerd Ch. 28

by rpsuch on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

The next two days were like being on a honeymoon. We put all our focus on being together. We ate meals out. We didn't do laundry or dishes. We made love. We went to a movie. We took walks. We played Scrabble - once. Never again will I allow someone to so thoroughly humiliate me at a game. He even let me take him to a club where I knew the bouncer so we did...

Black Men are Gods Ch. 18

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

Contrary to what you might have heard, the state of the affairs between Black men and Black women in North America is not deplorable. Don't believe everything the media tells you. They only choose to show negative images of us. I know Black guys and Black girls who are scholarship winners, outstanding achievers, gifted intellectuals and savvy businesspeople...

The Fight Off The Matt Ch. 03

by phil89 on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

Once again thank you everyone for the comments and for reading the story. Once again sorry for the grammar, punctuation mistakes as I am still working on getting an editor. I hope you can still enjoy. ***** For those of you that don't believe in fate should learn from me. My name is Matt and like many people I only believed in things I could grasp or see w...

An Aussie Teen Romance

by cbrguy on Jul 14, 2020
Romance

Declan O'Reilly's teen years had always been miserable, with bullies seeming to line up to taunt him. Sure he never liked sports or "blokey" stuff like most other boys did but no-one else seemed to cop as much shit as Declan did. Even one of his former high-school teachers had called him a sissy, not once but twice. Declan was a grimly shy 15-year-old boy w...

Show Girl

by GotBacon on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

My name: Don Wilson. I'm a 28 year old college graduate with a BA in business. I currently manage one of my father's three fitness centers. I'm semi buffed out for the simple reason it wouldn't be cool to look like John Goodman. Amy Wilson, also 28, is my sweetheart, best friend and lovely wife. She is only five feet tall and looks like a little girl next...

Negative Space

by _bloom_ on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

The negative space of the reflection in the subway car's window dipped into my neck, rounding off over my shoulder and ending at the seat back. I sat, eyes vacant, braid tossed over my shoulder, my head hanging to the side so far my muscles were clearly outlined in the reflection of the window across from me. The train screeched into a station and the doors...