I was standing in the in one of the small, dark theater rooms watching a movie. A white woman was sitting on a black man. He was pumping his large cock into her fat pussy while she sucked a large white cock. A third man had moved up behind the woman to put his cock into her dilated asshole, when I noticed a petite, young, white woman slowly enter the theater...
Beneath its veneer of intellectualism, liberalism and cosmopolitan outlook, Boston is a place teeming with Supernatural elements, so you'd think a Wolf-Woman like myself would feel right at home. The Supernatural mixes with the mundane quite beautifully. Ordinary people would be quite surprised to find out that members of the Blue Man Group are not what they...
Chapter One They had picked her up off the casino floor. Not literally, no; she was not lying there waiting to be fucked. It was not as easy as that. Almost...but, not quite. Rather, the raven-haired tomboy with the apple-sized tits popping out of the ragged, low-cut t-shirt promoting some obscure indie rock band, literally thrust her wide hips into them,...
"Beyond these shores is a dense jungle that shrouds the mountainous regions farther inland. There are enormous animals and deadly creatures lurking at every corner, but the most exotic beasts of these lands have to be the legendary beastwomen. They come in all sorts of forms and sizes, always some fusion between woman and animal, and completely driven b...
The music at the bar is kind of loud for my taste, but it's the only place nearby that my roommate can get into. Everywhere else walkable checks ID at the door and she's only 19. After bailing on college upstate she had moved to the city about six months ago. I think this is the only bar she's ever even been to. Billy and I haven't lived here long either, so...
"Can I get you anything?" came the vaguely shy voice, startling Stevenson Lafontant out of his musings. The burly, broad shouldered, dark-skinned security guard sat at an isolated corner of the McDonald's restaurant located inside Walmart, sipping his coffee while scrolling through Facebook on his Alcatel phone. Looking up, Stevenson found himself gazing at...
It's been a long, rainy, and all-around miserable week. Classes and part-time jobs have been running you into the ground, but it's Friday night now and you have the weekend off. Part of you wants to get out to some parties and meet some girls, but you are so exhausted you can't bring yourself to do more than collapse on the couch and watch some late-night mo...
Jamie sat in his plane seat annoyed, annoyed that the stewardess mistook him for a girl, annoyed that the baby behind him had been crying for hours and annoyed that he only had a single earplug rendering it useless. He was always teased for his looks, but he just grew accustomed to the teasing. As a matter of fact he was glad of his appearance it was because...
H^pOn the surface, Aisha Osman seems like a fairly nice young woman. Born into a Somali Muslim immigrant family, and raised in the environs of Barrhaven, Ontario, she leads a very normal life. She studies accounting at Algonquin College, and works at Walmart as a cashier. A tall, slender young woman with dark brown skin, forever wearing specs and a Hijab, wh...
Ok second story. Going for a multi-chapter one this time. Hope you enjoy! (The crack will become more prominent as the story progresses.) EDIT: Turns out I fucked up on perspective towards the end. Edited to at least all be in 1st person. My bad! There's a crack in my bedroom wall. It's not obvious, mostly hidden by my headboard, but it's there. It's not w...