Welcome to my new vore story collection: The Perfect Meal (I also have an “Archive of our Own” account I’m currently getting and will be uploading there as well)! Each story in this collection will be centered around the main character: you (the reader). Details of your character are scarce/not stated (because they are about… you), but you are 18 years old b...
My wife and I often fantasized about sharing her with other men, but we never thought it would ever really happen. In a way, I don't think we wanted it to happen. We realized that it's a fun idea when you're hot and horny, but when it's over, things might look a little different. The problem is, what do you do when you're presented with a golden opportunity...
Old Black Willy's Black Bull Semen My name is Willy Green but everyone who knows me calls me Old Willy. That's because I'm 62 and I've had wrinkled looking skin since my early days. If you ever asked about me my friends would always say I was a hard working black man that loves pussy. I don't care what color size or shape a woman is, if she's willing to spr...
Teri had been a certified massage therapist for the last five years and worked in one of the best Day Spa's in town. Her boyfriend liked to tease her that guys had tried to solicit "extras", but despite the occasional hard-on under a towel, no one had ever even hinted at anything inappropriate. Due to her boyfriends teasing, it did make Teri think about wh...
The first thing I realized when I went away to college is that carrying a full load of classes and working just don’t go together. I tried the financial aid route and soon realized I’d spend the next forty years of my life trying to pay off that loan. Not for me. Next, I tried working on campus. I thought being close to class would be easier. Nope. That didn...
From his apartment across the street, Lou Lookey scanned the steps of the museum with his spotting scope for the day's specimen count. Half a dozen pigeons. A pair of alabaster legs extending from cutoff jeans ending in Chuck Taylors. Two soft drink cups, one spilled on the granite cascade. At the bottom of one classical column, gym shorts, smooth balls, hea...
This is a work of erotic fiction. All characters engaged in sexual activity are at least eighteen years old. However, there's no sex in this chapter. Many thanks to icedragonmo3 for editing and expert advice. Any mistakes herein are because the author didn't listen. * * * Switched Chapter 1 Don't Tread on Me Chase The last thing I remembered was the g...
Part Time Helper Those first two days with the Walkers that I told you about in Part 2 were incredible. When they came home early and caught me wearing Mrs. Walker's lingerie and jerking off on their bed it changed my life. Mrs. Walker dressed me up in frilly, girly clothes, did my makeup, and then I had sex with both of them in every way imaginable. After...
My friends called me Ollie, short for Olive. I was never exactly what you'd call plain looking, but I also didn't possess the goddess-like beauty of the women I saw in magazines or on TV either. I'd like to think I just hadn't fully grown into my looks yet. I was on the cusp of that shift when girls became women; at eighteen something of a late bloomer unlik...
Connor Bishop drove his car across the town of Everwood Bay. The young twenty two year old man smiling as he took in the view of the coastal town. Connor Bishop had short dark brown hair and blue eyes with a slim but athletic build to him. "Ok this next left and then the first right." His friend Heather Ravers informed him. Heather Ravers had long...