When I was living in California, my best friend and I used to frequent a pool hall several times a week...we were without a doubt 'regulars'. One night while we were up to our usual mischievous selves, I noticed a guy enter the pool hall. He was a guy that I hadn't seen in about 3-4 years, but was someone that I had always had a huge crush on ever since I wa...
Seeing her father's eyes locked directly on her body in her nightie and panties, the slender 18 year old with small tits kneeled on his bed between his spread-open thighs, her own eyes glancing at his throbbing, fully-engorged, oversized penis. Fallon's petite hands were cupping her A-cup breasts through her nightie, showing the shape of those perky, teenage...
© 2005 by the author, all rights reserved. The whore with a heart of gold is a myth; it's bullshit. I don't have a heart of gold. The only thing that turns me on is cash. I've worked at Sheri's Ranch in Pahrump, one hour from downtown Vegas, for the last two years and have done about anything a whore can be asked to do. The church-going hypocrites in Las V...
As seen below their are many names for the large variety of sexual topics and no real agreed upon list of Tags so I am making a list as best I can to help readers find the stories that interest them. I will be using the most common named tags to make it easier for the readers to find what they like. Below we have an example. Name Stories Blowjob 34...
All the characters are over the age of eighteen. Lane rang the doorbell and waited. Beside her Rory hopped nervously, looking from side to side down the street as if she was expecting to see an FBI snatch team hidden in the bushes across the way. Lane gave her friend a smile, reaching out to squeeze her hand. The brunette stopped jiggling and jumping, but...
(This story was originally published as a single, continuous narrative -- but I figured people might have fun playing around with other outcomes for the characters. Please feel free to contribute, thanks!) ******** I turned eighteen a month into my senior year of high school. Skinny, shy, good at math; I was last pick for the basketball team and last pick fo...
You step out of the office building onto the busy city street, the sidewalk is crowded with 9-to-5ers rushing to get home for the weekend. It is late afternoon and the heat of the day is just starting to abate. You see a woman who was on the panel in the job interview you just had rush past you to grab a cab. She must have been in the very next elevator afte...
I’d been working as a doorman of this club called The Loft for two years now. It was a good job. Good pay, $30 an hour. Flexible hours so I could study during the week, I typically only worked Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights. People always asked, doesn’t it suck having to work every weekend while they got to drink? Not really. I was used to working weeken...
A/N: When I created Comic Control I hoped it to be like stories like sidekicks r us or cartoon overlord with a variety of different stories. It's been almost a year and that hasn't happened so I assume the structuring is wrong. Time to change that. You can be anyone within a comic book world, a superpowered villain, a criminal mastermind or even just an aver...
Gene's workday began like any other; get up at 9:30, get ready for the day, and leave for work at 10:30 on the town's local bus service. Today was a Friday, so he was grateful for the end of another work week. His job? A dishwasher at the local burger joint. Exciting, right? About him, Gene was 29 years old, and his 30th birthday is tomorrow. Go Gene, right?...