"Warning: If you are provoked by racial language, and / or very extreme violence in retribution please stop now. This is not a story for you to read." Author's Note: Understand that if given the chance in society that most people would react in violence to the threat of violence. They would do so if there was a threat to a family member from Rape or the t...
Paul followed the two pretty girls through the halls of the school, until they reached a door labelled with a gold plate reading "Nurse Claire Lilly". Jessica slowly opened the door; it led to a small room with a white tiled floor. As they entered, a medical examination table became visible and a beautiful young woman with bright blonde hair dressed in light...
Chapter Eleven: A Softhearted Dose of Strap Oil I woke up this morning with a song on my lips, a lyrical heart and loins ablaze. My thoughts were of love and Ms. Handlesmen. I was a new man, no... a boy, born just three days ago. I was alive for the first time in twenty years. One whiff of life was all I'd needed, but I'd been allowed to hear it, see it, an...
A new app by SPH Technologies, iPenis, allows the user to modify the penis size, testicle size, amount of pubic hair, and stamina of any penis. Several beta copies are being distributed to a lucky few, to test the app and check for bugs and glitches.What's next? Ms. Lewis, a teacher with an unruly student Layna, a cute girlfriend with an undisciplined boyfr...
Dee slept in the next day. The last two nights had been deliciously exhausting, and she felt the need for a little beauty sleep. Eventually, though, hunger won out, and she untangled herself from the twisted sheets with a sigh. From the foot of the bed, she looked upon its two remaining occupants. Yukio and Dominic neither moved nor breathed. At least that...
Perhaps the greatest thing to have happened to me was having Ember as my girlfriend. I met her in college. She was a senior and I was a freshman but she was okay with our age difference probably because I could grow a full beard at 19. She was a serious country girl by nature of her upbringing and while I was somewhat country myself at least to the city soci...
Most of my stories have a nodding acquaintance with believably. The exception is the character of Helen Pollard. She's a sex-crazed cartoon. This is a one-parter. Continuing action is implied but I won't be going down the rabbit hole. ***** Helen could see in her husband's eyes that he was exhausted. And it wasn't just their drooping lids and heavy bags....
This story is loosely based on a true event that happened with a friend of mine about twenty years ago. It follows the general flow of events, as he intimated them to me; but I had to embellish, since I wasn't actually there. I've had two virgin brides, but I've only been married once. I've walked down the aisle twice, said my vows twice, and deflowered my...
It was a hot, humid day in Cape Cod. Tom Moore was riding his motorcycle to the Fullmer's house to do some landscaping and gardening. He arrived, and scoped out the scene. It had been awhile since he had worked on their lawn, and he would be there for some time. He started to work, first mowing the lawn, and then tugging at tight weeds and pushing a spade ro...
We walked into what can only be called a dungeon. Everything about the room screamed BDSM. There was a wall of crops, floggers and whips all neatly arranged directly opposite the door so whoever entered was looking straight at those punishment implements. To one side there was a St. Andrew's cross and in the middle was something that looked part surgical tab...