Dear reader, The following is one chapter of an ongoing story. It is not intended as a stand-alone piece. Some chapters may be more graphic than others. ***** CHAPTER 2 I accompanied Miss Ethyl down a hallway and around a corner. When we entered the small office, a smiling face turned from her monitor to greet us. "Good day, Miss Helen." Miss Ethyl sai...
We left Riley's office and slowly made our way to the elevator. We quieted our conversation whenever someone neared. "What does the expression on your face mean?" She asked. "I can't believe we are together. I was convinced I was never going to see you again... or even die down there!" "It was all a bad dream, Lexi. Tell yourself it's over now." Riley's v...
A few weeks earlier, two of my girlfriends and myself discovered that my neighbor has a penis that is beyond comprehension in size. We spotted him masturbating through his apartment window when he accidently left his curtains open. The most mind blowing thing he did was self suck his own cock which not only reached from his crotch to his mouth but actually n...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Nymsya Nymsya Nymsya Sounded three times through the corridors. Chanting of a group of three men on a quest for blood. Nymsya. Fourth time. Her soul began to be sucked in. Just one more... Nymsya. The final word. With a flash of light, she appeared. Two of them stood t...
Preface The year is 2060, United States. War is raging. The middle class has become the lower class. Abortion is illegal. Contraceptives are illegal. People cannot afford to feed their children. Everyone is watched inside their homes, and any resistance to procreation results in the death penalty. Infanticide especially, but even abstinence is against the l...
I'd been masturbating to Kathy Ireland's gold ass and green eyes tacked to my wall all summer. I was nineteen—stupid and destroying my teeth with the phosphoric acid in Coca Cola. My brother-in-law handed me a Miller Light and a note. It read vibe something—a girl's email from his meat selling job. He was a tall manner-less hick who lived in dive bars, so th...
There's a reason that men don't like going shopping with their girlfriends. It's because, when she's in the fitting room, we have to just wait around outside for what seems like forever. And we never even get invited inside, that's all we really want! "Hey, come in here for a second." I lost my train of thought and had to rethink what she'd just said. Wait,...
As I slumped back against the shower wall drained from my intense orgasm, Meg popped up from the shower seat. Briskly, she turned off the water and stepped out. Wrapping a towel around herself, she smiled and said, "That reminds me...dry off!" With that, she was gone. Somewhat more slowly, I toweled off and wrapped the soft bath sheet around my waist. When...
After that night with Angela, I waited a week to go back to the Pub. I knew she was leaving just a couple of days after our hookup. That was why I waited until then to take her home. It's a little awkward to have a one-stand with a girl and then run into her at your favorite bar again under any circumstance, especially if that one night stand involved her be...
I was naked except for my wig, my makeup, my stockings and my heels. I sat on Roger's lap, his erect cock deep inside my ass. He was watching a nature program. My legs were spread and his arm was wrapped around me while his hand lazily toyed with my little boy parts. He wasn't fucking me, he was simply impaling me, filling me with his masculinity while I rev...