This one is sort of short and was inspired by a clip of some porn movie I saw. Basic premise was older female forcing a younger one. Except there was a real gun and a strap-on involved in that one. ----- She stopped at the doorway and felt the unwelcome sensation creep over her. There before her was a cute little teenager, eighteen and certainly not older,...
The next morning, Steph was the first to awake. She rolled over and eyed the small naked curled up girl that fitfully slept across the room. She was huddled as close to the wall as possible, as far away from Steph as she physically could be. Turned on by the notion that her so recently subjugated roommate was scared of her, Steph decided she'd test the bound...
Chapter 1 'Booger' Bordelon watched the street carefully, while posturing as if he wasn't watching the street at all. A solidly built girl waddled down the sidewalk on the other side of the street. Booger waved in greeting but she ignored him. She reached into her snug jeans pocket and retrieved a cell phone. "What? I'm busy," she snapped into the phone....
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They don't call me the Angel of Death for nothing. It's a job that has little to no requirements, other than to kill those who need it, want it, or deserve it. It's not a hard job, though I do complain a lot to my new dead friends that I won't see any more once they reach the receptionist at the pearly gates. I will miss you, Janet. She was the only one who...
Natalie and Me By Susan Greenway [This story involves spanking and caning, as well as play involving bodily functions. If any of this offends you, please read no further. All characters are 18 or over.] * I woke up refreshed and stood up and got myself together. Lately I do have to do this when I stand after lying for some time because I am dizzy and mig...
Smokey Saga #63: "The Art Of The Squeal" ***** My first thought was to call this "Hooked II," but that would make very little sense. The characters and storyline are completely different, and besides, the Smokey Sagas past #50 are all Sapphic. Perhaps they should now be known as Sapphic Sagas. It's going under Lesbian Sex, but you'll want to know that this...
April When I got back from taking Gerri to school and dropping Brian at his play school, a moving van was parked in front of the Adams place, two doors down. Of course it was no longer the Adams place. Since it was a warm spring day, I thought a pitcher of lemonade would be a good introduction to the neighborhood. The woman who was standing on the sidewalk...
Author's Note – Thank you all so much for the positive feedback the first story got, it means a lot and has inspired me to write more chapters. This one is a little more sexual but I hope the romance is still alive. The taboo themes are still present but haven't really reared their head yet but if you are offended by that kind of thing, please know they are...
Brooke II: Finding Allison entered the bedroom, reached for the buttons of her blouse and whispered, "Cool." The young woman strutted as if she owned the room. She peeled off her top and short denim skirt, and circled the bed in nothing but a dampened thong. Her blue eyes flashed and her straight brunette hair steamed behind. The lean body dripped sexuali...