After 2 weeks, Ken was finally starting to adjust to having a roommate. He had been living alone for over a year when he got the text from Rachel asking if he had an extra room. They had been friends in college, hanging out with the same group most weekends, but had lost touch after graduation when she took an internship across the country. When a promotion...
Chapter 6 - Cooking with Jennifer It was starting to become a familiar pattern for Jennifer and she was not sure she liked it. What she liked even less was that she was not sure about not liking it. The pattern of course was the fact that every midnight she was getting her brains fucked out by someone or make that something. Then she would sleep until near...
The limo sped across the George Washington Bridge into Manhattan. Angela didn't think it was going fast enough. Solomon had been all over her the minute she sat next to him and damn him, but he knew all the right buttons to push on her body. The Limo pulled up to one of the most expensive places to live in the city. The thirty story building dominated the N...
Rael still wasn't sure he was making the right choice. He was torn between feeling he was abandoning his duty and honor, and the certainty that remaining here at the war camp meant it was only a matter of time before another assassination attempt came. He was no coward, to run from death. Yet at the same time, neither was he a fool. The unusual methods tak...
Poison Huckleberry and the Student Nurses: Hayley Prologue: While camping alone in northwestern Montana, Ben accidentally brushed his penis on the leaves of a poison huckleberry bush when he went out of his tent to urinate during the night. Poison huckleberry causes intense itching but no visible rash, and it is not transmissible from one person to another....
So there I was looking for a date on the internet. "How had it come to this?" I wondered. I'd never been short of female company, from a young age. In fact, I'd never really had to try. I just had to smile, tell them they were beautiful and how lucky I was to be with them. But it had been a couple of months. Maybe I had to face the fact that I was gettin...
(It was 1885 and, as a nineteen year old boy, I was staying with family friends at their large house in the English Midlands. My name is David Shaw and I was there to learn French conversation under the tutelage of Miss. Marie; the family had two 18 year old twins, Anna and Sarah who were also learning French with me, this is part nine of my tale.) *** I r...
I wrote this and wanted to share it. This seemed like the right place, I hope? Contains incest, an Aunt with a large futa-cock, cock-milking, some impregnation talk. No cock-sucking or ass-play. Hope y'all enjoy. ***** Sex has always been a taboo topic in my family. My Mom, Judy, was strict about enforcing a 'No Pornography' ban in the house, and on the ra...
This probably makes more sense if you read chapters 1-4 first. ***** Scarpelli loved riding the C-Class with the top down through the pre-dawn darkness of the Cape Fear. He could open the beast up and cruise into the tunnel of the night, smooth jazz on Sirius, eyes alert for deer, but otherwise flying like an eagle along I-40. He had a lot on his mind. Thi...
I think I am lost. I took a wrong turn, I must have done, and now the sun is low and his rays in my eyes. Shafts of deepening light slant through the trees about me. I blink, dazzled. There was a path, but I don’t know where I left it. Stopping, I listen. Far away, the drone of traffic; an irrational fear subsides. As the sun tumbles slowly downwards in s...