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“Hey, E,” Shayla Fields greeted her baby daddy.“Hey, sexy,” smiled the tall, slim former high school basketball star. “Wassup?”“I gotta work over. Can you pick up Katelyn from my Uncle Lamar’s house,” she inquired referring to their ten-month old baby daughter.“Yeah. What time?”“As soon as you can go.”“Aiight bet! I’ma head out in five.”“Thanks!”“Anytime!”Errol Reynolds locked the door of his efficiency apartment and hopped into his black 2010 Ford Focus sedan. He sped down the highway eager to...
SUNDAY EVENING My father never cheated on my mother. So he told me just before my marriage, and I believed him. He knew all about the codes in my little black book and of my successes with members of the opposite sex. (If he had known about me and my sister, I think he would have killed me.) He was also aware, from me, of how hot my bride to be could be. But, he said, "Ric, a woman will forgive anything except infidelity." So far I've been faithful. But it hasn't been easy. I love my...
At 22, I found myself jobless and decided to do anything that comes my way. One day I saw an Ad in the newspaper. “Wanted: Helper for trucker’s family. Good pay.” I called the phone number in the ad, and a man on the other side told me that he wanted to hire someone for his pregnant wife. Since he has to go on long journeys he needed someone to help out his wife in case of an emergency. The pay had been good, plus lodging and meal. The only negative was that the place was...
Chapter 1: Mandatory 'choose your path' chapter The alarm in your phone goes off and you groggily wake up with a long yawn. You actually had a good night's rest, so technically you're all in good health to face the day, though that doesn't mean you're terribly excited about it if it's some boring stuff, like one more school day. Then again, whether it's school or not, you look forward to spending more quality time with Jen, your crush. And deep down, you enjoy Lillian's endless teasing,...
Fetish"Thank you, Mrs. Hummer," said I. She took my soaked coat the instant I came through the front door. She placed it on a hook and put a towel on the floor to soak up the water. The rain was sudden and unexpected. I had just stepped from the hansom cab when the sky released its downpour. In my haste to escape, I slipped to the ground. I became quite wet in the short time it took to rise to my feet and enter the residence of 34D Cummings Street. This was the lodgings of my good friend Mr....
"Wadshot!" exclaimed Bones the instant I stepped into his residence. "A visitor is scheduled to arrive momentarily." "I can return later," said I. "Nonsense. You are just in time. Sit, Wadshot. I always value your company and your assistance." "Thank you," replied I. I was always most interested in the curious cases Bones was involved in. I sat in an armchair separated only by a table and lamp from Bones' identical armchair. I was currently at 34D Cummings Street, the lodgings of...
Jessica straightened up, stripped off her negligee, and lined up her wanting pussy with the tip of his cock. She effortlessly slipped down the rigid organ until she was fully impaled, but she could barely tell he was inside her. In spite of the loose fit, Jim was so excited to have his wife fucking him. He was moaning and rolling his head side to side, and arching his back to penetrate his shaft deeper. Even with a longing feeling in her pussy, Jessica wanted to make up to him for the past...
I was roused by Surefuck Bones. A quick glance at the clock said six o'clock. "Wadshot! Well done!" he said to me. I tried to clear my mind from the nap. "I see you did her in the ass. Well done, indeed," said Bones. With that pleasant memory, my mind cleared immediately. "Anything to help my friend," said I. "I think we should request our guest to clean herself up," said Bones. "I took the liberty of obtaining extra towels from Mrs. Hummer." Bones went over to Charlotte. He...
it all started on a dating site. i had been on it for two months with little luck one day i got a message. her name was amy. we talked over a week and got to know each other. we even ended up having phone sex once. her last message to me was asking if i wanted to meet. there was a shop down the block of her apartment and that would be a good place to meet. i knew by how she was talking that meeting met sex. i was ready for it. i put on a nice tight t shirt and my jeans, i was freshly cut and...
"I tell you, I did too! I did see her." "No way, man, no fucking way." "I know what I saw, T.J., I know damn well what I saw. She was plain as day, standin in the full moon light, naked as a jaybird, up on that fuckin little third floor balcony. Plain as God damn, fuckin day." "Naked you say. Ummm. When did you see this?" "Two nights ago." "What the fuck you doin' out there on Three Mile Road in the first place, Bones?" "I had to run some stuff from the store out to old man...
I knew from experience that fourteen year old young ladies can be skittish about penetration into one's anus. I was experienced performing anal sex with at least twenty different women who were sixteen or younger. My repertoire included one woman who turned thirteen years only seventeen days before I received the pleasure of merging my cock into her ass. She actually was one of my more enjoyable experiences because she enjoyed it so much herself. From my extensive firsthand knowledge, I knew...
The Skull and Bones Club. A tale very loosely based on that Yale Club. No Wiffenpoofs are harmed in this tale. Peace. Belle. Scotty is partly telling this tale. He was in truth reading an old report from an old friend of his. Scotty here good people. I was reading an old Snake report. It was from Sgt. Major Snyder when he was a Staff Sergeant. He was taking some classes for the goverment. I should tell you that this happened before the time I met Major Starr. I am also glad...
This was written for an invitational on another side. I’d never even considered writing a Western so this was something new. This is very much patterned after Western Dime novels and Western Spicy Pulps. I typically don’t write graphic sex and that remains true here. I normally thank everyone up front, but those acknowledgements at the end of this story, as they are a bit more extensive than usual. Professor Barnabas Bones and Esmeralda The Astounding, Incredible, Unbelievable, Traveling...
With a horrible snap, he bit off the finger where it connected to his hand. Hiryu jolted horribly at the sound, then gasped as the demon reached into his own mouth and pulled out the severed finger, now mere chewed bone. Hiryu swallowed hard, grimacing, his fingers on his right hand curling defensively, although he’d felt no pain. ****WOULD THERE BE PAIN – NERVES? He watched in disgust and an odd fascination as Eigis stuck the larger end into his mouth and broke off a piece with another loud...
All of Lee’s men currently in Augusta stood in the entry hall of the mansion, scared out of their wits. Even the cops on his payroll had been brought in. All the estate guards had already had their wills broken, either through the injuries Dominion had inflicted on them, or the horrific nightmares he had trapped them in. For hours, they experienced tortures beyond de***********ion. Dominion had ripped out their souls and tossed them into a Hell of his own creation. Breaking bones, ripping...
All of Lee’s men currently in Augusta stood in the entry hall of the mansion, scared out of their wits. Even the cops on his payroll had been brought in. All the estate guards had already had their wills broken, either through the injuries Dominion had inflicted on them, or the horrific nightmares he had trapped them in. For hours, they had experienced tortures beyond description, as if he had ripped out their souls and tossed them into Hell. Breaking bones, ripping flesh, pierced organs,...
As Harry had suspected, rumors about him and Katie were all around school within hours. Once people realized that it wasn’t some kind of mistake that all Gryffindors house points were gone the Slytherins figured out that Harry and Katie was to blame. To thoroughly annoy Harry, Draco Malfoy thanked him for handing over the house cup to Slytherin, which now led the house cup with more then hundred points over Ravenclaw.Soon the Gryffindors started picking on Harry and Katie as well. Katie was...
Susan collapsed forward onto the bed as the last spasms of her orgasm left her. The full weight of her mate was atop the buxom Hufflepuff as she felt his still stiff prick finish unloading inside of her. “That was wonderful Harry,” Susan whispered as she tried to catch her breath.The two magicians were in Harry’s bed in Gryffindor tower. “Mmm…yes it was,” the wizard agreed with a purr as he nuzzled the sweaty side of his partner’s head, grazing his teeth over her ear.“Harry,” Susan said with a...
I did not report it to the police and can't tell anyone. It is too difficult to talk about and almost unbelievable. Perhaps if I reveal the details of that horrific experience I will gain some semblance of... what... I'm not sure. Hopefully this will remind other young women to constantly be on the alert for those who would take them against their will. The college I attend is a branch of a large university which is two hundred miles from my home. During the football season I attend two or...
Even as the elf-like Rider guided his companion back towards the furniture behind her the piece of furniture, a couch, transformed into a bed under his power. Susan’s clothes were transmuted into a gas temporarily, vanishing off of her nubile young body as vapor. Harry’s clothes vanished just as quickly. Susan’s hand grasped her friend’s stiff prick, stroking it experimentally. Harry’s hand cupped Susan’s sex, his middle finger dipping inside to find her already wet and excited. The...
She was now the captain of the 39 foot sailboat named “Crossbones” on Lake Erie. For years she and her husband had raced the boat in the many regattas that were held there. He’d had the boat when they married and their honeymoon was a 10 day voyage to Lake Huron. They’d sailed naked and screwed out in the middle of the lake as well as every other chance they got. But cancer got him and she was now left with the memories and the boat. To play along with the boat name, her husband had gotten...
Choose or Make up a character! (*The Characters Jessica and Veronica are from http://giantessdoodles.deviantart.com/ ...So credit goes to him, and go to his page if you want to see pics of these two girls! BTW he does commissions as well!)
FetishGiantess Booru? Hey, man. I heard you’re into really big chicks. Not BBWs like a normal chubby chaser, or even those towering amazon bitches you see in some pornos. I’m talking about giant broads, literal giantesses who could smash you much more easily than you could ever smash them. That’s the kinda hot mama you’re going to find at GiantessBooru.The site’s been around for nearly a decade now, but gets barely over a million visits a month. That makes sense considering this is a pretty deep...
Hentai Porn SitesShelly, I hope you don’t have any deeply hidden secrets in there that will shock me. Not that there is much that would surprise me these days. She still had a few hours to go on their replacements and had some screws in her vertebrae to replace with stronger ones for the upgraded brace. I shouldn’t go into someone’s head to poke around in their memories, but I felt there is a reason I wanted to do this for her. The place in my head has done a pretty good job guiding me to do things for...
CHAPTER 2(Tarzan Jr. meets Sister Monique and Sister Heidimarie in Johannesburg) The muscular Adam Smith aka Tarzan Jr. walked in front of Sister Monique and Sister Heidimarie up the spiral staircase to the rooftop hideaway along with “Jane” the dark-skinned nubile companion he had come to cherish like a pleasing bed-mate with no holds barred when it came to horizontal gymnastics.The two nuns had very different thoughts as they walked behind the animal-like haunches of the stalking Tarzan Jr....
InterracialI stayed on the floor of the O’Neals’ front room all Saturday, listening to Courtney moan and scream and cry out with passion. Every so often, Rachel would walk past me to get water for her and Courtney, her incredible body bouncing and swaying hypnotically in the mirror. I would have killed for a better view, but I couldn’t move. Courtney had beaten me so badly that every bone, joint, and muscle of my body was throbbing with pain. Whenever I closed my eyes I could see the lean, angular...
My lover and I had spent the previous evening with several of our friends, engaging in trivial pursuit. That is, if one can call foreplay and sex trivia. Actually, there was little or no pursuing, perusing the flesh would be more accurate. We have found that lusting and fornication keeps our libidos pumping and usually provide a good conversation piece the next day for the ladies, when they meet at the coffee shop. We gather at different homes, occasionally a club. Last night it was our place....
The muscular son of Tarzan recently transplanted from the Dark Continent knocked on the glass window in the taxi and asked, “Can you take me to the main train station in the middle of London?”The driver looked in the mirror at him and didn’t like what he saw.The bloke in the back was horrendously huge with muscles that strained the seams of his finely cut three-piece suit custom tailored for him by the family haberdasher. The tailor there was noted for his fine workmanship and he only did suits...
InterracialThe muscular son of Tarzan recently transplanted from the Dark Continent knocked on the glass window in the taxi and asked, “Can you take me to the main train station in the middle of London?”The driver looked in the mirror at him and didn’t like what he saw.The bloke in the back was horrendously huge with muscles that strained the seams of his finely cut three-piece suit custom tailored for him by the family haberdasher. The tailor there was noted for his fine workmanship and he only did suits...
InterracialThe funeral of the famous English lord known affectionately as “Tarzan” to his admirers on The Dark Continent was an odd affair that perplexed the town folk in the small village close to his traditional family estate in the Northlands.They had come to love the quiet and reclusive man that was so generous to the poor and the afflicted in ways that reflected his humble solicitude.The sisters in the Convent of Saint John provided beds and provisions to the guests from far and wide that attended...
InterracialJon Arryn, the Hand of the King, is dead. King Robert Baratheon rides to Winterfell, home of the Warden of the North and his closest friend Lord Eddard Stark in hopes of joining the houses of Baratheon and Stark together at last. But the kingdom is in turmoil, with the crown heavily in debt, double-dealings behind every door and deep-seated rivalry between noble houses. Meanwhile, across the Narrow Sea, the last remnant of a great house prepares to marry into a brutal tribe in hopes of securing...
That fall, things were going great at school. I lost my virginity, I was on pace to set the county passing yardage record and if anybody remembered that a third-grade girl got the better of me one day during the summer, they kept it to themselves. Fall was coming to an end, and one Saturday me and some of the guys were going down to a new park that just opened that had a football gridiron painted on the grass. It was pretty boss. We broke into a game of two hand touch, seven of us on each...
It didn’t take long for all the guys to start calling me Rubber Chicken. It didn’t matter that I was the leading us through the state football championships, or that I was dating the hottest girl in school. To the guys, I was Rubber Chicken. One Saturday Courtney came over to watch TV while my parents were away at the lake. We were one of the few families in the neighborhood that had cable, so it was kind of a big deal. Courtney was wearing cutoffs and a Journey tank top with no bra on...
It had been almost two years since Becky got arrested. Apparently Becky had told the truth about her criminal record when we met in karate class, because two days after she broke my ribs in the park, she was in the juvenile offender home in Grant Falls. Courtney was really angry at me for a long time, and she never came to visit me during the three days that I was in the hospital. She went to visit Becky at the Juvenile hall a few times that first month, though. But as winter approached, and...
I didn’t go to school on Thursday. I wasn’t hurt, but I had never been so humiliated in my life. I had been lifting, trying to up my max. All I wanted in the world was to crush Becky Finklestein. I wanted to crush her for hurting Courtney, for humiliating me, and for making Courtney quake with desire in ways I never could without even touching her. But every time I picked up a weight, I wondered how much more Becky would lift. I was doing curls with 40 pounds. Was she using 60? 80? Every time...
I couldn’t sleep on Thursday night. Every time I drifted off into a dream, Becky Finklestein would show up and make it a nightmare. Sometimes she was Wonder Woman, flexing her pecs in that red and gold halter top. Sometimes she was Supergirl, with every impossibly cut muscle visible under her blue tights as bullets bounced off her harmlessly. Once she was the Hulk, but with orange freckles instead of green skin. And bigger. Her eyes burned with anger as her muscles exploded out of her purple...
I was sick and tired of Becky Finklestein. I hated the way that she bullied me, and I hated the way that Courtney swooned over her. But I couldn’t do anything to stop her, not with muscles like that. I needed an advantage. So I made a phone call. Ernesto Valderrama was Miss Valderrama’s husband. They shared a dojo, with Ernesto teaching boys and his wife teaching girls. Lessons were over by the time I got there, but Ernesto said he would make an exception for me after I told about how I was...
I couldn’t sleep on Thursday night. Every time I drifted off into a dream, Becky Finklestein would show up and make it a nightmare. Sometimes she was Wonder Woman. Sometimes she was Supergirl. Once she was the Hulk, but bigger. And meaner. I struggled through school, but as the day went on, and I got more winks from Courtney, the better I felt. Courtney’s black eye was almost gone. Now all I needed was to get laid, and everything would be okay. It was an agonizing wait until Courtney’s...
It took me a long time to get to sleep, but it was the best rest that I had gotten in weeks. I awoke to the smell of coffee and went out into the house. Gloria was gone, and the living room and dining room were cleaned up. Courtney was sitting at the kitchen table, still wearing her jeans and sweatshirt, staring out the window into the back yard. “We need to talk,” she said. I about exploded. “What do you mean by that?” I demanded. I needed to get laid, and she wanted to talk. “I mean we...
Some of my bruises were healed by Friday. I knew Courtney would be at Shelly Kramer’s birthday party, so I snuck over to talk to Vic O’Neal. He offered me a beer as we went down into the basement to watch the Twins and Royals. “You gotta stop getting’ hit by cars, kid,” he said, his booming voice echoing through the basement. “That’s what I wanted to talk to you about, Vic. It wasn’t a car. It was Courtney.” “Courtney? My Courtney?” Vic had a good laugh about that, but I looked him in the...
Bone Deep By Cassandra Morgan The bar was crowded, but the big man moved easily through the people. Those around him parted to let him pass. Bone Martin was used to people moving out of his way. Who wouldn't? Bone was 6-5, and weighed 280 pounds. He was dark and menacing, with large arms and big hands. He walked, and the joint scattered. No one wanted trouble with Bone. He glided through the pack of humanity, his eyes locked on a small table in the corner where two other men...
As I laid there I reached over and patted him on the head and he gave me that pleading dog look that they have. I couldn’t stand it and I started to pet him and rub his neck. As I rubbed his neck, he got a whiff of my fingers that had been rubbing my wet pussy a couple seconds earlier. This got Bone to licking my fingers and caused evil thoughts to enter my perverted mind. I reached down and slipped a couple fingers into my pussy and let them soak up the juices there. Then I reached out my...
It was a late Saturday night, I was in our dorm room, The one I shared with Daryl. It was nothing unusual for Daryl to return to our room on a Saturday night intoxicated, but this night he had a young friend with him. I was alert as soon as the keys fumbled at the door, I watched to see how Daryl would enter. To my surprise Daryl stuck his head through the door and than motioned for some one behind him to enter. Another young black guy entered and stopped just inside the door, Daryl pushed...
It was a late Saturday night, I was in our dorm room, The one I shared with Daryl. It was nothing unusual for Daryl to return to our room on a Saturday night intoxicated, but this night he had a young friend with him. I was alert as soon as the keys fumbled at the door, I watched to see how Daryl would enter. To my surprise Daryl stuck his head through the door and than motioned for some one behind him to enter. Another young black guy entered and stopped just inside the door, Daryl pushed...
(They thought that the skeleton was just one of those plastic ones, brought along by one of the party guests ... who knew that he'd invited himself to the party!) "Penny! My darling ... good to see you again!" Greg declared extravagantly, as she opened the door to him. "Hello Greg – I'm so glad that you could make it!" She smiled up sweetly at him, as she braced herself for his bone crushing hug, and he didn't even notice her lack of sincerity. "Am I the last one to arrive?" he...
It was a bone eater, the soul reaper. That is what the eerie voice had said. It was a voice not unlike the wind on a gusty cold winter’s day. It was a voice I did not wish to ever hear again, but I’m afraid that I will. It has taken my older sister and I want to save her. Chloe had never been that nice to me. As the little brother, she found that I had too many flaws, the main one being that I was a boy. I was the one dad took to the football games and the one he went hunting and fishing with....
You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination. Your next stop, The Twilight Bone! The goal of The Twilight Bone is to provide some fun, quick, and "single-sitting" stories. If you like any of these shorter stories and are looking for something a little longer, feel free to check out one of my other stories! I also wanted to do something a little fun and exciting. For this...
GayIt was a good thing that I did not learn Melissa's last name until after I had talked to her for a while, and indeed after I had asked her for a date. I would have been too nervous. As it was, she was just a young woman who worked in the same company I had just gotten a job at, and on the same floor and just down the hall. All I saw at first was long legs, long pretty brown hair, a slightly broad face, and then the intelligence that showed when she opened her mouth. I liked...
Boning s****r By SpectreOfHell Sometimes events don’t work out the way you pictured in your head. Like when my s****r Toni came home from her date two weeks ago. Being a year younger than her, I’d always kinda looked up to her. At 16 she was trying her best to break out of her niche as a nerdy girl, but if you remember high school at all you know that was impossible. People saw her as a chubby pale girl with glasses and braces who was smart and made good grades, and no amount of new clothes...
Bone Daddy's BBQ has locations around Texas, the waitress's are in their early twenties and have hot curvy bodies with nice long legs. They wear short shorts and crop tops, the shorts highlight the legs and hips, the tank tops highlight the nice small to medium size breasts and ankle boots. After having dinner here, I contacted the family that owns these restaurants, after auditing their finances I offered to become a partner. My offer had certain stipulations to be met, all waitress's are...
I stepped out of my small car and grabbed my shopping bags. I headed toward the little blue beach house that Mom and Dad had left me and my three older brothers last year before their tragic deaths from the boating accident. I didn't want to think about that, though. When I got inside and rushed upstairs to my room, I stopped in shock and accidentally dropped my bags on the floor. My big brothers relaxed on my bed, completely naked and stroking their big cocks while smirking at me. They were...
A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: First, let me thank everyone who read the first chapter and offered their insights and views. The food-for-thought I’ve received from you has helped me to think about what to include (and not include) in the newest revision. Thank you! Normally after I’ve finished a story I write a little introduction, musing about what inspired me to write it, or perhaps trying to explain certain words or phrases that were used. In any event, with this particular story my introduction...
A few days ago I had a surprise encounter with the hottest girl I’d ever seen. Up until that encounter, I had never met her. We passed each other in the halls, but didn’t take any classes together, so I never really had the chance to speak to her. My roommate Ashton labeled her ‘Triple B’ because she was a busty, blue-eyed brunette. Ashton had objective nicknames for all the ‘7-UP girls’, anyone he considered at least a seven or better on the hot scale. What a charmer.Despite his blatant...
Quickie SexRebecca watched the last of the trick-or-treaters head down the street and checked the clock. With the official hours over, she turned out the porch light and put down the bowl, resisting the urge to indulge with one of the few remaining pieces of candy. She took off her witch hat and shook out a wealth of dark hair, trying not to think about the few strands of gray that she refused to dye – yet. No doubt she’d come around in time, but she was still confident enough in her appearance to let a...
An age when the world as we knew it was smaller, and there were lands still not discovered. An age where the sea washed upon distant shores. It was no longer thought of as a square. It, a majestic ship, constructed from the finest wood in the forest. Designed for transporting goods, or doing naval battle. Built with three masts, each towering a hundred feet, and it with a fuselage of over forty cannons. A slow behemoth, of strong oak. Lumber that had been dragged to the water’s edge and built...
HistoricalCut to the Bone What struck Rachel Spencer as most odd about this particular moment was that it was not that she was about to die which troubled her greatest, but the realisation she had been beaten. So much for all the adages of good guys winning in the end, justice prevailing and all that guff. It simply wasn't going to pan out that way. For over 2 years she had matched wits with her nemesis; for she truly was by any definition; only for it to end like this. Kara Steele, surgeon,...
An age when the world as we knew it was smaller, and there were lands still not discovered. An age where the sea washed upon distant shores. It was no longer thought of as a square. It, a majestic ship, constructed from the finest wood in the forest. Designed for transporting goods, or doing naval battle. Built with three masts, each towering a hundred feet, and it with a fuselage of over forty cannons. A slow behemoth, of strong oak. Lumber that had been dragged to the water’s edge and built...