With three men that were at least 6 ft tall and about 200 pounds each were standing in front of me, I knew fighting would be useless. Realization dawned on me; I was going to be taken and I had no choice in the matter. I read once that if you stress about something, you put yourself through it...
THE RESCUE:
Brent was just about done shopping when he heard the emergency call on his pager. The code indicated that a search and rescue mission was being called for and that he would need to call in A.S.A.P.
So, he put two hundred dollars on the counter in front of Maybelle, the cute little...
BEST FRIENDS CAMPING TRIP Part 1
*NOTE* All characters depicted in this story are considered to be at least 18 years of age and older.
So this story takes place a little over 20 years ago with two best friends since nursery school named Blake and Pete who were about to be out of school for the...
BEST FRIENDS CAMPING TRIP Part 2
*NOTE* All characters depicted in this story are considered to be at least 18 years of age or older
Continuing on down the road, the truck is still silent. Nothing but the rumble of the engine can be heard. Janelle who now sits up in the middle of the front seat...
Part 6
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Yuri was a mess after being forced to watch his sweet daughter Verity getting fucked by a man who was as hairy and beastly as he was wealthy. There had been nothing he could do but watch the heavy man mount his daughter, take her virginity, and pump his thick seed into her.
Yet, his...
Hello dear readers,
Yesterday was the first time I've been on this site since last year.
I was happy to see that my favorite authors were still at it!
This is a story I started working on this morning.
It's short, but this is just chapter I out of 15.
Most of this chapter is just...
LOVE ON THE ROAD:
This is a memoir written late in my life. It answers some questions about how my more famous life came to be and won’t be released until after I pass away. It will augment my real life’s biography which is just a pack of lies, though some of them are true lies. You...
NIGHT VISITORS:
I am deeply asleep in my own bed in my longtime condo home. I don’t remember getting out of the convalescent home that I now own, because of the franchising of my Ole’ Hoss stories. But it feels really nice to be home anyway.
I open one eye to take notice of the time...
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The author’s foreword.
I think we can all agree that writing is something one does because one has to. Writing fiction is my
only form of release for the kinds of sexual urges I describe. The only form of release legally to be
had, in fact.
Sharing what one writes, however, is done...
I had a cousin that was acting a little strange. I went to her house one day, and she was waiting for someone to drop off lunch she ordered. She made the call, then went into her bathroom. It was a little frustrating because I had to pee really badly. Anyway, I'd say a little more than 5...
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