Jo Harvelle walks through the backdoor of the club and into the alley behind it. With a frustrated sigh, she heaves the trash into the dumpster – a monstrous task given the height of the[…]
Oren part 3
The following weekend Oren and I came home from the bar, fairly drunk. A little fact about me is that I get extremely horny when I’m drinking. Normally Oren didn’t but before we went out[…]
Pussy up the tree
When I became a Fireman, I realized I would be called upon to handle a variety of services for the public. Public Relations is 3/4 of the job. I deal with the public all the[…]
Movings not so bad (improved)
Jen sat in the back of her car wishing she didn't have to move. She loved where she lived and now she had to go back to the neighborhood where her mum grew up. Her[…]
Tim, the teenage part v
Note: —I am NOT the author! There are several authors actually, I’m not so certain that any one of them is the creator, but I know it’s not me. I am simply sharing this lovely[…]
Our sexual build up to the next visit gets better
My wife's new lover on Tuesday night had turned out much better than she had though, for her and then myself, as normal she met her regular lover on Wednesday night at the motel, spending[…]
Dark temptations (pt 2)
Trista groaned as she heard her alarm ramble on about some shooting that went down in L.A.. Just a normal day in Southern California right? She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and put her[…]
Out with the girls….
It all began with the usual inter-office flirtation. And it grew, as attraction is prone to do. When something, or someone is taboo, it is a slow delicious ache, needing fulfillment. We had an on[…]
It's a tough life
It's a tough life My name is Cole William I stand a good 5'8" weigh 152 pounds with long brown hair and a pretty built body I could bench one twenty and had a great[…]
Lesbians
Here are a couple of jokes for you guys, they are not my original work, but I thought they were funny. So please enjoy them. Why do lesbians shop at Gander Moutain? A: Because they[…]
When two are left alone: part 1
It was a winter day when me and my karate teacher went to the coffee shop together, since the first day it snowed he always wore his black scarf, and brown gloves. We walked into[…]
Memories of a deviant ch. 2: coming to terms
As I stated at the end of the previous chapter, it was almost six years before I saw Tiffany again, and I spent most of the intervening years involved in a string of short relationships[…]
Laura and me
She was lying naked in my bed and I couldn’t help but take advantage of that sweet pussy once again. I could smell her and it brought me back to the first time we were[…]
Home coming
My phone rang at some un-godly hour Saturday morning. I said groggily while my husband Craig lay in bed still asleep. up Christina?” It was Logan, an old friend of mine from childhood. I rolled[…]
Eyeful
By /> NC-17 Slash/Incest Disclaimer: I did not create and do not own any readily recognizable media characters. I have no agreement, legal or otherwise, with the creators or owners. This is purely for entertainment–I[…]
The girl from my kung fu class
I was riding my truck down Elk Street. I was heading to my martial arts class, which starts at eight pm. It was 7:52 and the gym was only 3 minutes away, so I had[…]