As Darla lay nude on the bed next to all of her new sex toys, the alarm clock awoke her out of a strange erotic dream. Despite the eight-hour nap, which she took after having arrived home after a long and exhaustive double-shift at the hospital, she suddenly awoke and had a sudden sensation that her session at the gym yesterday had been all a dream. She had...
Prefix: I will be fast forwarding a few days in my sissy maid, sissy slut lifestyle story here. From the last chapter ending on a Tuesday night going into my second week as Master George's full time sissy maid and slut to that of me getting ready for the following Saturday night of slut service. I feel the story's journey no longer has to follow a linear da...
Author's Note Chapters 12 through 17 are the final chapters to "Donna's Ultra High Heels - Book 2" and will be sequentially submitted in both the Fetish and BDSM categories in the following order: Chapters 12, 14 and 17 in the Fetish category and chapters 13, 15, and 16 in the BDSM category. ***** Chapter 15 Donna and Ken went directly back to their ro...
"The curves of your lips rewrite history." Oscar Wilde Bangover: (noun) the fun happy mood created from the physical aftereffects of too much sexual intercourse and lack of sleep. Dear Diary, I love experiencing firsts, don't you? There is nothing like the first time you experience multiple orgasms, double penetration, or even enjoying an orgasm from ana...
I had just finished sucking Morris' black cock when he showed me that Madame and my sister were watching the entire encounter. I was naked and soaked with his morning piss as well as have my face covered in my cum and spittle. He playfully slapped my arse and told me I should go talk to Madame. As I walked I felt every step as his piss squished in my stocki...
Part 1 The Bank Job Chris or Chrissy as he calls himself has the job of his dreams, he works at a sperm bank for futas. His job is to dispose of samples that are non-viable, low sperm count etc. All day long he dreams about the creamy, yummy cum from futas waiting for him to dispose of it. While he is supposed to put it down the sink, he has a preferred met...
My deepest appreciation to Xpoerotica and Decal_Last for editing my story and helping me improve my writing, you guys are amazing! AN INVITATION TO DANCE >> (New IP rerouted through slave 8497) (Data mining...) (Profiling...) (Hosting) MARIE_ANTOINETTE posted on 8/23/15 15:07 PM Hi, guys, I'm so glad I found this page! Finally, a place where I...
After her victory in a seven-hour marathon sex fight Anupama was almost beside herself as we entered the jewellery shop. Another victory another piece of jewellery. It took her almost 3 hours to decide on the gold ankle chain and waist chain, and her final decision showed her taste. Not thin elegant or refined, but vulgar ostentatious, and as thick as a man...
Behind her cat's eyes glasses her green eyes were blazing. A note of half suppressed hysteria flavoured her voice as she issued orders. She sounded ardent, metallic, possessed. She was in fact a mad genius, driven by her own quasi-religious vision. Miss Cuff was in charge- very, very much in charge- and her project, this school production in which boys wore...
This story, as the name suggests, is about codes and variations of codes. It has nothing to do with Elgar and his music. I thought of including the translations of the coded messages within the body of the story, but decided that this would take away the fun of solving them, so for those code breakers among you, enjoy. * It had been a rough trip, the guy...