Oh, I was young at the time. I had just graduated from college and was doing the backpack thing with my friends through Europe. We had gone down to Greece and Italy and were now in the South of France. We had already gotten past our inhibitions about going topless, and were thinking we were so sophisticated. Poor by the South of France’s standards, but sophi...
Oh, I was young at the time. I had just graduated from college and was doing the backpack thing with my friends through Europe. We had gone down to Greece and Italy and were now in the South of France. We had already gotten past our inhibitions about going topless, and were thinking we were so sophisticated. Poor by the South of France’s standards, but s...
Their paddles swung in perfect rhythm as the women stroked their canoe across the lake. The shore ahead presented a solid dense wall of green bushes backed by the spruce and pine forest of the vast northern Boundary Waters Canoe Area. Both women knew from their maps that somewhere probably directly ahead a marked portage awaited. Simple signs and a well-wor...
stories where women grow and overpower men. No giants (nothing over 7 feet tall). these are stories of wives working out and over powering their husband/partner or just some guy. There can be some height gain or height loss from the guy's side. The height gain or loss is maximum a foot or two. So nothing extreme. The is also muscle gain or loss, breast expan...
Anya's fingers moved, and a deep thrum began to emanate from the speakers. It was a low, raunchy resonance, laying down the foundation for what was to come. The rest of the band soon added their instruments, and the slow funk slickly filled the hall air. Now even the louder members of the audience were taken into a new stupor. A hush fell over them as Anya'...
Following the nightmare encounters with Grace in my home town (corrupting my memories of B and invading my parent's home like a monstrous orphan cuckoo) I was keen to hurry back to the southern city. I could not face my parents after fucking my father in the ass and drinking my mother's impossible twenty years too late milk, and the vision of Grace, bloated...
A Strange Meeting in Barzal Pass Arrows hissed overhead to splinter against the cold gray stones that loomed over his furious escape. He spurred his horse hard, crouching low in the saddle and cursing his luck. A patrol, this far out from the City, and one willing to chase him this deep into Barzal Pass? He knew he should have left an offering to Ulbaz, the...
This is my first story. Feedback is welcome. ***** It was midnight. I was lifting weights like I always did this time of night. I liked lifting in the middle of the night. It caused less problems. At midnight, there were fewer gawkers, and I didn't take all of the plates away from paying customers. You see, I'm a bit of an outlier. I'm 6'6" tall and 440lb...
The brunette woman walked nervously into the gym. Her eyes flicked around as she tried not to draw any looks. Her doctor said as a woman of thirty, she should focus on being healthier especially with the sedentary lifestyle of her career. She wasn't overweight, just a little plush in the bottom and soft in the belly. Her arms were also limp as noodles. So th...
My name is Samuel Clarence Marcelin, and I am a young man of African-American descent living in the City of Dubai, in the United Arab Emirates. Like many men the world over, I find Arab culture fascinating...especially the ladies of that culture. I came here at the behest of my employer, Magyar Ltd, a Hungarian-American civil engineering company that does a...