2068, Rotterdale, North Carolina, in the north-east neighborhood of Sweet Loft * I feel like I should recap. How long has this shit been going on? A year at least, ever since my life started getting more interesting than the usual high-school drama. Plenty of that but you all don't need to hear about the sex-oozing hottie I was too stupid to stay away fr...
Health Warning. This rather long tale is very much a cuckold story containing both interracial and lesbian episodes. Reading it may seriously disturb your peace of mind. ***** Sometimes I wish that I had never read the damn diary but at the same time I have to admit that I have never felt so excited in my life. There is even an element of pleasure in the...
Author's foreword: Warning: if you read this both reconciliation and a new love awaits: please move on and read someone else's submission if you will be offended. As usual a reader cannot 'get it up' with my room-temperature sex descriptions and I use multisyllabic words to express my POV of life in general both in the story and the dialogue. I am pleasantly...
Hey, How's it going? Ever have one of those days when everything seems to go wrong? Yeah, me too. This one just seems to be the granddaddy of all of mine. Let me tell you about it. My name is Peter James Murphy lll, but everyone just calls me PJ. Had that nick since I was three. My Grandpa, Peter James Murphy the first, my Dad being the second, thought it w...
I am definitely not the super stud that people think that I am. If I had fucked all of the many girls that claimed to have been my sexual partner, I would have done nothing during my years of college but fuck. Okay that might be an exaggeration, but it is not a small one, I could count the girls that I had actually made love to on the fingers of one hand. So...
John woke around midday, stretching languidly as he felt a couple of very familiar, soft, and warm, female figures cuddling up next to him. He glanced down and smiled fondly at the blonde and brunette, who were hugging him tightly in their sleep, as though not wanting to let him out of their grasp. Relaxing back in bed, he thought back to the rather uncomfor...
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...
Hi everyone ß(waves cheekily) A bit of warning -- this chapter does NOT have the mating. It did, but it was huge (over 80 pages of a word document), and I realized something: I had rushed through the lead-up to it, which was obvious. And if it was obvious to me, it would have been even more so to you. And, quite frankly, I think that would have been rude....
It was a large detached house as were all of the others on the estate and she was an attractive lady this side of forty. She had blue eyes and her shining blonde hair curved neatly to frame her face. She was wearing a bright orange summer dress and her varnished nails matched it perfectly. She looked as if she took good care of herself and I was impressed....
brief (legal)=barrister (Attorney); CPS=Crown Prosecution Service corpse= breaking into inappropriate laughter I think the American is blooper? Boot (of car)= trunk TWENTY-FIVE I again thought over whether I was doing the right thing. I kept coming back to the idea that perhaps it would have been better to stay clear of Ann and let her get on with her li...