This all happened quite a few years ago. I parked my little Honda in one of the spaces designated for laundry/cleaner patrons, gathered up my dirty shirts and a pair of too-large slacks, and started inside. The plate glass windows flanking the door were half opaque, obscured by signs telling about all the good things they could do for you there: shirt speci...
Seer/Domme maintained that the male’s shape-shifting lower appendage gave the lie to all his inner secrets – his mute, dangling antenna, in its inevitable swellings and shrinkings, rendered him both vulnerable and transparent, easy pickings that She candidly monitored at will. She further held that the male's essence was in his genital flow, that for him to...
The moment Anthony closes the door, he finds Molly's arms over his shoulders, her tongue in his mouth. He can taste the lingering urine on her, smell it on her breath, the urine he put there only moments earlier, the urine she guzzled while fingering herself to orgasm. Water hisses from the shower head, soaking them and rinsing away some of their human musk....
Walking to her drive I picked the paper up and delivered it to her door. As usual when I passed her window I looked, trying not to appear as peaking but still trying to see her. I knew from past mornings that if she was awake and her bedside light was on I could see her in bed. That morning my glance turned into a stare. The covers were at the foot of her be...
I hate men. Oh, let me explain: my name is Alexandra (Alex to my friends), and I'm a lesbian. I know that "I hate men" seems somewhat trite, but I really have not liked men since before my first heterosexual experience, and that left me disappointed, frightened, and a bit sticky. It was back in senior high school, and I had finally accepted a date with Bob...
The morning after, I awoke to the sight of Lashona's beautiful slumbering face. The sun's rays shine gently upon her gorgeous visage. It was like God himself pointed a spot-light upon her. I wouldn't blame the guy. She's just as, if not more, divine. At first, I didn't recognize the room our lazing bodies tossed and turned within during the night. I relucta...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Here are usual disclaimers: this is porn. You must be over 18 to read this. If not, go away and come back when you are old enough. If you are old enough and this style of erotica isn't to your liking, then go find some erotica that is. You're an adult, life is short, find p...
A Freshman's Summer Class **All characters are of legal age for adult content.** We Continue from where we left off with our brave hero, as his adventure continues during his summer of higher education learning! This is a continuing series I'll be releasing as my busy editor(s) help me clean up my keystrokes of mess.. Much thanks goes out to them, as th...
(A bit darker than most of my tales. It would fit in gay or nonconsent as well. Gay sex, sissy sex, chastity and punishment.) *** I love this bar, Butch thought to himself as he finished another beer. And why shouldn't he. It had everything a Leather Bear could want. Plenty of hot men in leather, and some women as well. A bunch of trans girls and some siss...
It has been a month, a month of sex, schoolwork, and marching band. I don't truly mind much, but it's been getting hectic. I mean everything is going great, well except the fact that all I see of Darius now is for sex. I mean we're both busy with school, but it is getting to the point where I feel as though we are forgetting what brought us together in the l...