Good day, folks. My name is Lucas Flanders and I am a Crack Addict. What do I mean by Crack Addict? I like butt cracks and I cannot lie! I especially like big-booty ghetto bitches. Big and plump chicks from the ghetto who are into all kinds of raunchy sex. I don't know why. Must be something in my brain, I guess. Whatever the case, they're the only bitches w...
My name is Caitlin Mendel. A five-foot-ten, lean, blonde-haired and green-eyed, deeply nerdy Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Saint Marcus College, a local two-year school, and these days, life is okay. I like the way the school is looking this year. Forty two percent of the eight-thousand-person student body is of A...
Britney Spears & Justin Timberlakes First Time Britney Spears sat in her hotel room near by to the arena that she was set to perform in the next day. She was watching some television waiting for him to show up. This would be the night, she thought. The night we finally do it! Of course, she was talking about her Teen heart throb boyfriend, Mr. Justin Timber...
The elevator doors slide shut and Sissy Kimmi taps the special access code into the keypad. Then she presses the "PH" button. In few seconds, she'll be at Mrs. Henderson's place on the top floor. Mrs. Henderson is not the type of woman who sends invitations to sissies. She's the type who tells 'guests' where to be and when to be there. Her handwritten summo...
Further confident and severe looking women arrived, smiling and sneering at the gimp, and pointing at me contemptuously. My erection raged as I watched the superbly dominant Arabella stride positively toward the cellar door; her willing gimp, the once proud and dignified headmaster, on all fours with a tail swinging from his plug. The women laughed at him an...
It had been an uneventful day until I got home. I switched on my laptop and was busy in a chat room when I clicked on the profile of a woman in America. Like me, she described herself as an exhibitionist. Feeling that I'd be chatting to a kindred spirit I started chatting to her. Mind you, her answers didn't reveal too much about her but like me she liked dr...
"Katie, honey, are you okay? Where are you, dear? We've been so worried. They found your car by the side of the road, and we didn't know what to think. Are you okay?" Natalie Donnelly's concern poured down the phone line. Her empathy forced me to feel my pain and my chest hurt as I tried to breathe through it. I took another deep breath. "I'm in Atlanta. I...
Please shoot me your feedback & ideas! I have quite a few more chapters I'm working on now and would love some constructive feedback on this, and my future works. This story is built off of J.R. Parz's Master PC Universe. Thank you J.R. Parz for letting us build off of a fun foundation. Guessing I need to add this... if you're under the age of 18, please s...
Chapter 06 - Michael I knew leaving Andrea hanging was going to drive her nuts, like a little kid who spent weeks waiting to see what Santa would leave under the tree. Her childlike impatience was giddy and adorable as she tried to guess where we were going. It wasn't until we were in the charter plane with just the two of us on board when the pilot came up...
A week away on a farm was all I need to get myself out of the hum drum of everyday life. Searching the holiday let listings I found a cottage on a small farm in a picturesque part of rural England. The farm was secluded and the cottage cosy, so fee paid I was all set for my trip. Over a week later I travelled north and found the farm and the cottage. A perf...