18 yo virgin teen learns family secret on mothers deathbed. Her father is alive? He's making movies in Florida? With her grandpa? Triple X movies? Will the lovely young girl join daddy on camera? Spill her virgin blood for the viewing public? Read on... / (Reviews)
A Story from The Town A misunderstanding leads to a far more complex situation than Ben or Rebecca could have anticipated. In this continuation of The Analyst, Becca starts wearing restraints for a mix of advocacy, safety, and reasons she can’t fully articulate. The truth? It’s all of these—and none. As half-truths unravel, she becomes ensnared in the web of stories she's woven.
A man and woman are teamed up for an intense weekend competition at a camp described as a combination of a sprint tri, a tough mudder, and the toughest escape room you've ever tried with some cool Amazing Race vibes mixed in. This is a novel length story with lots of elements of the wet and messy fetish present. Viewpoint alternates between the main characters. (C) = Cal, (L) = Lindsey. Chapters felt presumptuous for my first story so instead they are scenes e.g. D1S1 = Day 1, Scene 1.
A Story in the Love in Texas Universe
Danny comes home from 'Nam and when he see his buddy's girl he knows she's the one he wants. The fun starts when he tells his friend, "She's the cutest girl I've ever seen, I'll tell you face to face I mean to steal her from you."
People keep asking me what I'm doing these days and such. So much has changed in my life in the past few months it's hard to even know where to begin but hopefully this will help out. It was time for a change, that was for sure, and what better way than to spend an evening out with my cousin Kristen?
A week earlier I proved that I would do anything for my dad. In order to convince my horrible uncle to allow my dad have Tammy again, it meant I had to let him have his way with me. As much as my dad appreciated being able to have sex again with his cute niece, he felt guilty about what I had to do to make it happen. Well, if this is how he makes up to me, maybe I need to make him feel guilty more often!
A late-night excursion to alleviate boredom ends up at a buddy's house, where he peeks in a window and sees his buddy's mom naked and masturbating. He thinks he got away free and clear after enjoying the show, but she disabuses him of that notion not long after. The question she asks him about when he turns eighteen isn't a mystery for very long when his birthday arrives and she arranges to welcome him to manhood.
Once a year, the gate opens—for Aisha and Elior alone. The garden remembers them, and as vines part and figs split, they answer its call with sweat, laughter, and a hunger sharpened by absence. Among trembling leaves and blooming fire, their bodies meet in a ritual of rhythm and release. What begins with a pomegranate becomes worship and undoing. This is no paradise. It’s something wilder—sacred, erotic, and entirely theirs.