This is, ostensibly, fan-fiction of a friend's OCs who are in a "Will they? Won't they?" kind of relationship right now and is me giving them a kick in the ass to resolve the plot thread already. There is a lot of romance and "soap" up front followed by breast expansion to sizes I usually avoid but am making an exception for since this is the culmination o...
Initially, Amy was hesitant when Alex had asked her if she wanted to take the bus instead of a plane. She knew that what should have been a couple-hour journey would now take more than a whole day, but when she saw the price difference she would have to say yes. She ended up being surprised with how much she liked the bus ride. Free wifi, air conditioning (...
This sixth part of the series follows from where the last part ended. I suggest you read the previous parts to understand the people and how they got to this part of the story. ***** My first thought when I awoke on my second day at the BDSM resort was that I was so looking forward to the day ahead. It is not often that I awoke looking really forward to a...
My first story. Inspired by a previous old story I read called The Rules. Let me know what you think! ***** John couldn't believe his luck. He was finally going to get a shot with Tara, his ex-girlfriend's incredibly hot best friend. He thought he struck out when he couldn't get a good night kiss after what he thought was a pretty nice first date, but she...
George opened the door to his home, a quaint house set back behind a lawn among the bigger multi-dwelling houses around. The console table with the silver plate for the keys and photo of the couple in an intimate embrace was as untouched as the rest of the house. A gentle breeze came from the open kitchen window. The kitchen was empty. At the center was a bi...
If your intention was to escape the roar of the crowd packed into the giant stadium, the best place to be probably wasn't the changing rooms. But this was the only place Lulu knew where she could find any degree of privacy. Of course, she wasn't the only one collapsed head-down on a wooden bench, her arms draped over her knees and hands dangling loosely down...
Wasted Bras and Wasted Thongs: Throbbing in the Christmas Hot Tub by Buck Maelstrom, M.D. and Miss Manners With a Whip Detective Lisa Anderson had been headed home, her mind on two weeks of Christmas leave, when the radio in her unmarked car crackled with the news. Her sleek, supple body rippled with tension at the prospect of a new crime on the verge of h...
It was late, it had been a long drive, and I still had another forty miles to go. Moreover, I was hungry, and well aware that there was nothing whatsoever in the house to eat. As I passed through the town, I saw a PIZZA sign, and decided to stop. I sat in the car, attempting to enjoy the mediocre fast food, and as I did so, I looked around at the dingy s...
I woke up the next morning with my large throbbing cock still buried inside K's sweet heaven. Tired from their flight both K and P were still sleeping and P was snoring softly from the other bed. I stretched my arm up and flexed my entire body pushing my erection deeper into K's still wet heaven as I yawned. K moaned in response and pushed her bottom back ag...
The Meeting I am sitting at a corner table in a coffee shop called the Cornagen Tavern in Donetsk, Ukraine. It is a quaint little bar and restaurant, the kind of place you can have a beer and a great local cuisine meal. I am sipping a beer, waiting for her to come walking through the door. I am excited to see her for the first time, up close and personal,...