Day 2 in the city of Savannah began like any touristy day, a food tour and cemetery tour, but I found myself on a quest for an unforgettable night. Having spent the day exploring the city's historic charm, I was ready for something more... exotic. I had heard whispers of a drag queen bar crawl that promised an experience like no other, and I was determined to dive headfirst into the adventure. As the sun set and the city...

Everyone and everything pissed me off. Hyperbolic, since I clearly wasn’t tired enough to decline my boy’s invitation that night. The past few months, my physical presence in his life became infrequent, so rather than another rejection, I indulged for once. I wondered, however, if I made the correct decision, because when I arrived at the location, sent via Google Maps, I found a three-story house with music blaring and p...

As usual, the next morning we breakfasted clothed together, talking about our upcoming days. We were all heading to the office for a busy day, so this would be our only time to talk before dinner. Sometimes I mused that we could screw senseless the previous day, and the next day we were platonic again: I knew that the Jump Gate was closed again, and we were back coasting in Friends Space, rather than being pulled in our H...

Belgium, late May 1815 It had been a month since Thomas left the Farm, and the green peace of Spain now seemed like a hallucination—a dream conjured under silk sheets and candlelight. Here, in the churned mud of Belgium, there were no velvet walls, no warm hearths. Only smoke, sweat, and the thunder of boots against ruined roads. The Rifle Brigade had received him with mixed eyes—respect for the insignia on his shoulder,...

Nolan and Rebecca had met as wide-eyed teenagers at sixteen, both fumbling through the awkwardness of first loves and limited sexual experiences. High school sweethearts, they dove headfirst into adulthood, marrying young and starting a family at 23. By the time they hit fifty, their kids were grown and out of the house, leaving them as empty nesters with a world of possibilities ahead. They seized the opportunity to make...

Her name was Alicia Lord, and I suppose she could be characterised as a peaches and cream type. She was tall and built like a filly with soft hair and an undoubtedly pretty face. Her breasts and figure were nigh on perfect, but it was her slender legs which men (and women of a suitable persuasion) saw and appreciated most. Her father was filthy rich, and so, by association, was she. And, as it is with the overprivileged,...

A fortnight can fly by without you noticing. It was almost time for Inge to return home and, although we hadn't seen as much of her as we had in the past, I still felt that she was my first love. Of course, Hazel was the girl with whom I lived and our relationship appeared to be very strong. All three of us loved each other but I knew that such a good thing could come to an end. The problem between Bibi and her host coupl...

I write. Stories of make-believe, all kinds. Romance, horror, funny stories, sad stories. I write all the time, about all sorts of people. I used to write about her. But I won't write about her anymore. However, I will tell you about her. Before it all comes to an end. And you, if you write, should listen, you should be warned, so that you won't go looking for someone like her. I pray that you won't stumble upon someone l...

Barb and I flew from Sydney to Brisbane on a standard domestic flight. From there, we transferred to a small, six-seater private plane. After a two-hour flight, we landed on the ranch's landing strip. The heat of the day hit us as soon as we stepped out of the small plane. A black car was waiting for us, the driver collected our bags and placed them in the back of the vehicle. It was another 1fifteen-minute car ride befor...

Christine Lamont and her daughter Amy had both discovered they had deep dark fantasies and needed to experience the big black cock experience to be fully sexually satisfied. Amy's black boyfriend Tyrone and his friend Carl had shown them a different world, in which they experienced both the extra size a black cock can give them but also the animal-like intensity of being fucked by a real stud. This raw sex was something t...

October 13, 2019 “Do you hear that?” Paul whispered, as he squeezed Addison’s ass to get her attention. Her bright green eyes snapped open, betraying that she had only been pretending to sleep. She locked her eyes onto his and lowered her long dark eyelashes twice. She did hear it. The sounds came floating from around the corner and across the room. From where they lay in Paul’s bed, he and Addison could both hear the pas...

And now, in this small bedroom, it was just the three of them. Kelsie McCollum remained on her side on the bed. Her slender body was completely exposed, her blond hair cascading messily across her pale shoulders. She could still feel the hard shaft of the giant penis behind her as it pressed against the milky flesh of her slight but shapely bottom–the penis that belonged to Chris Weathers, her massive, muscular, beautiful...