Well hey there, ya'll. Trixie-Lynn Amber here with another thingamabob in the first-person POV style position. Things is getting a little nuts round here. Not that I mind those! In the last chapter, I met my new neighbors. Now the Taylors is real nice, and I had a good time fixing, ahem, their car. I also met the Pecks. One of 'em, anyways. She ain't too sw...
The party was supposed to be Moulin Rouge themed. John and Justin had never seen Moulin Rouge, but they figured it would break down like most college parties do: guys in ties, girls looking slutty. They almost didn't go, it was supposed to rain that night and they had plenty of studying to do. Still, since they knew the hosts, the beer would be free and that...
Hey Folks. Here's another tale of broken hearts and broken dreams. But also of getting up and getting on with it. Once again my gibberish is cleaned, polished and bejeweled by the GREAT (he claims he isn't legendary) Barney-R. This one isn't as long as the one from two weeks ago but I think it's still a good story. For any of you who speak with a Southern ac...
I arrived home and immediately threw myself onto my bed. I could not believe what I had done yesterday. My craving for big black cock was taking over. Five different black men had used me like a white-trash whore. And I loved every second of it. The feeling of their semen crashing against the door of my womb like warm cocoa on a cold winter day was the gre...
The library was closing down, and I was following her up to the third floor. We screwed in the library many, many times, but this was in a classroom...and Megan looked the part. She was wearing a hot, little skirt and looked like a hot, college coed from some porn flick...but she always did...she was a hot college coed. We all know the tired plot, but this t...
I awoke Friday morning all alone for the first time since my husband left. Marcus was gone, leaving behind only what the lying bastard had pumped into me the night before. I stretched, feeling the crusty remnants of his semen caking my inner thighs. My pussy was sore from the whole week, and stretched. I could never go back. "Oh god, oh god!" Startled at th...
It was starting to get dark but Thomas continued to drive. Where was the main highway? This was the last time he'd listen to his damn friend again when it came to directions. Looking out he saw that they were going to have a bad snow storm soon from the darkening of the sky. Wonderful just wonderful! He was supposed to be home with the family getting nauseou...
Annabelle Stevens, an American woman, has a new boyfriend named Gabriel O'Sullivan. Gabriel's half-Irish on his mother's side and one-quarter British on his dad's side even though he's born in the United States. They had been dating for almost three years. Annabelle had an idea since St. Patrick's Day is coming soon. She thought of surprising him with someth...
This is my first story submission, all creative comments are welcome. A special thanks to Jack Orff for his editing. ********************************************** Well, she had been unemployed for two months now, and still there was no light at the end of the tunnel. She had a last resort option, but even that was starting to look better then having the...
V is sitting on the couch, with both of us in front of her, as she alternates sucking us both. V gets a wicked smile on her face and tells us to hold on. She reaches over and digs around in her purse, returning with... A tape measure? "I want to know if it's as big as you say it is." V purrs, as she reaches out toward Ty. "Sure, but don't you want to meas...