A large, broad leaf looped up and over the sleeping cheerleader; scooping behind her head, down her back, to her buttocks; vines wrapped around Poppy's feet and ankles, binding them together. The stamens parted to reveal the flower's pistil; a fat, bloated bulb with a moisture dripping hole at its tip. The hole expanded into a gaping maw, wet and red; undul...
With bated breath, she awaited his return from work knowing full well that her birthday present would be more than just a gift wrapped in a piece of paper. She could already feel his touch and moves to every imaginary tickle. The anticipation ran through her veins like heated blood as she sweats like it's summer 2013. She heard a familiar beep. A text was re...
Brittany is your normal average teenage girl. She is nineteen years old and just recently finished her first semester of college. The school she attends is very subdued as far as colleges go. There isn't a lot of drinking or sex. In fact there isn't really any of the usual trouble making you'd expect to find among college students. So while Brittany isn't to...
Ms. Till was always a flirt. Teaching seniors in highschool while only being a few years out of college herself, she loved to say sneaky sexual comments to her attractive male students. I was her favorite student and we would flirt daily. She finally wanted to have some fun and invited me out to her house for dinner. Ms. Till had just finished her divorce an...
So for a bit of backstory, I come from a very conservative household. Neither of my parents agree with gay marriage or even gay people, really. Of course I was born as gay as they come, for whatever reason. I have a pretty high sex drive I'd say, but as I couldn't ever go out and meet girls I was essentially stuck finger-dancing with myself whenever I got th...
A cold moon shines over the woods near Cara's small cabin. She lived alone, but managed to work fine for a girl of her tender age, being just 20 years old. While trying to sleep, she heard a rustling outside, followed by her door creaking open. Thinking quickly, she hid under her bed, thoughts racing in anxious fight-or-flight. Her eyes were shut as she fel...
My name is James Bowman but all of my friends call me JB. I'm a graduate student at a large University in the Midwest, currently working on my doctoral dissertation. I have always been the studious type, garnering awards and citations for my studies. I was my high school's valedictorian and earned my Bachelor of Science summa cum laude. Once I earn my PhD I...
"It was pride that changed angels into devils; it is humility that makes men as angels." - St. Augustine * Mary Ann Kamargian was a rough young woman. She had no use for nonsense or social convention and navigated the world on her own terms. Her family lived in squalor in a rundown house by the lake and she was the de facto mother to her younger brothers,...
Continued from "Finally Some Action for the Third Wheel" 1 I woke up in my bed with a raging hard-on and the memory of tag-teaming my slutty friend, Stacy, with her boyfriend, Dave, the night before. In case you don't know what is going on my friend Stacy is one hell of a nasty whore. I live in a two bedroom condo near the beach with her and her boyfriend....
It was the middle of December and the snow had been falling for days on end, covering everything it touched in a thick white blanket. Cold watery sunshine was beginning to break through the heavy clouds but it was doing nothing to shake me out of my fit of winter blues. A delicious daydream beckoned; a secluded sun-drenched shore on a faraway island, but it...