XXX Fiction

By redrum2008p. It was about a quarter till midnight, and Doug still hadn’t left his office. He had been eyeing the new caretaker for a few weeks now, and he hoped to get his obsession over with tonight. He had made some cologne that was supposed to attract the opposite sex. He sprayed a little of this onto his neck and upper body and then once onto his crotch. As Trish walked into the office, she saw Doug and waved

By cupid69. Chapter One. Into Africa. Thursday 2nd January 2003. Salford, Manchester, England. ‘Doctor Samantha Roberts,’ I say, answering the phone. ‘Sam? It’s Peter Mendel. Happy new year!’ ‘Hello Peter. Happy new year to you too. Are we all set?’ ‘Yes. Just confirming that Bebe and I will arrive at Heathrow airport tomorrow at 20.30 from Frankfurt. We fly to Lagos in Nigeria, with an overnight stop. Then onto Kinshasa in the Congo, then onto Goma in Rwanda, where Thomas

By danl2112. Jack, a confident, successful, self-made guy, opens the door to the local eating establishment. He is immediately greeted by the cute blonde girl working as the hostess. He pointed to a booth in the rear of the building. The girl gives him a puzzled look. “Pam is my wife, and I want to surprise her.” The girl smiles and escorts him to the booth. He sits patiently as his server comes by. “Hi, can I start you off

By styxx. Prologue Extract from the London Times: The Times, 12th December 1981. Plane crash in Congolese forest. On Sunday, a light airplane piloted by Union Oil’s CEO Fred Simpson was believed to have gone down in the heart of the former Belgium Congo, now called the Democratic Republic of Congo. Contact with the plane was lost after government officials received a mayday call. Mister Simpson reported engine problems in his radio transmission that lasted only a few seconds. Mister

By FreakyTastes. Hi there, my name is Monica. I’m 23 years old and in the process of becoming a neurosurgeon. My father always had horrible migraine problems, so around the age of 17, I decided to dedicate myself to eliminating that problem. My father died of a stroke when I was 21, renewing my dedication to my studies. Unfortunately for me, that left extraordinarily little time for men. With large C-cup breasts, an ass that was plump and bouncy, and

By halfnuts3115. Stacy and I had previously enjoyed watching porn movies together, but viewing one in which your wife is in, isn’t entertaining. It’s even less so when you know she isn’t acting, when she tells different guys fucking her to “fill my pussy full of your cum” It destroys your love for your wife and your marriage while making you very angry! My heart had been cut out and thrown in the garbage! Stacy had humiliated me in every

By Wally_Whiteman. A sweet, innocent 18-year-old girl happily wends through a fragrant, sun-dappled wood. Little Red Riding Hood is taking a basket of cookies to her grandma. A slender girl with long auburn hair, she stands barely 5‘ 3”, most of which are long willowy legs. As she walks along the forest path, the newly ripened apples of her firm little asscheeks wiggle seductively, and she can feel a strange fullness that is not quite in her belly and not

By conton73. Eighteen-year-old, blonde cheerleader captain Leah waved to the other girls as they got into Sandy’s car. Kimberly rolled down the back window and asked, “You sure you don’t want me to stay and help Lee?” “No,” Leah answered. “You know Brad will be waiting at the party for you, just go and have fun. I’ll be along later.” “Okay, see ya then,” yelled Kimberly as the car pulled away. Leah watched only for a moment as the car

By hominoid. Jane has always found it difficult to relate to people. She was a very sickly baby and, for most of her pre-school life, missed out on playing with and getting used to other children. When she went to school, she felt like a total stranger and would try her best to avoid contact with people. She never talked much before, and now, being forced to communicate with children she did not feel comfortable with, she developed a bad

By marcusjapan. In my mid-twenties, I had a friend who managed a very large pet store. I used to love hanging out there because he had every animal imaginable. There was the usual assortment of fish, hamsters, and cats, of course, but they also had a ton of exotic pets you wouldn’t find just anywhere. I couldn’t understand that anyone wanted a pet, like giant centipedes, tarantulas, scorpions, etc. But people did buy them. They also had many exotic birds,

By Cadwin. Once upon a time, a young woman lived with her parents on a small farm by the edge of a forest. Everyone called her Red because her grandmother, whom the girl loved dearly, had given her a red riding hood, her favorite clothing she wore daily. Also, her real name translated to something like “Dawn of the Earth Serpent,” which is a mouthful and somewhat intimidating. Red blamed her mother, though, who was a strange spiritualistic woman and

By AncientCipher. I wasn’t a scientist or a photographer, but for some reason, I still liked to come and watch the elephant seals every year at their breeding colony. They were incredible creatures, immensely powerful, graceful in their element—though I had to admit they also looked ridiculously cute when they flopped around on land like big furry sausages. This year, a new bull was lording over the rookery. As the alpha male, he earned the much-deserved title of Beachmaster, reserved

By Don’sdick. During my first trip to Tanzania with the Peace Corps in the mid-1960s, I heard several tales about children occasionally stolen from small native settlements by wild animals. Big cats were the most common offenders, but apes and chimpanzees were also known to grab small ones. I never gave it much thought, thinking that the children had merely become meals for hungry animals rather than the other way around. After several trips over the years, I became familiar

By Togarth. It was a wonderful holiday in Malaga with the girls – sun, rest, shopping, and great food. This afternoon, however, Dee found herself at a loose end. Her friends had gone off on a sightseeing tour, which Dee had already done, and she didn’t want to do it again. She had toyed with the idea of lazing by the pool, but the weather wasn’t that good today, and she wondered what she could do. The idea of a

By Techman1952. They had been on the road for over a month, moving from their farm outside of Dayton, Ohio, to a new farm outside of Lawrence, Kansas. They were the Rasmussen family: Ma and Pa, three boys and three girls. The new farm they were moving to was twice the size of the three-hundred-and-twenty-acre farm they left. They were Abolitionists and were hoping to help the state of Kansas become a Free State. The train comprised fifteen other similar

By Bast’s Consort. After my father died, I used some of my inheritance to buy a summer cottage in southern Idaho. I wanted to escape from the city for a while, and from a social circle of friends and lovers, I was tired of. The cottage was over thirty miles from Elk River, the nearest town, and I had no neighbors within five miles. The previous owner had fenced around the cottage to keep animals out, and the cottage was

By Michelle M. I had broken up with a boyfriend and caught him in bed with one of my best friends while I was at work. We had a bomb threat, so the company sent everyone home. When he packed and left, my only friend was Gus, my faithful Border Collie, who may have been my only friend then. It seems the group of lady friends I thought I had enjoyed my BF every chance they got. I decided I