[23:02] *lollops hurries back to the Tavern's door, ducking down to crawl under the partition in the door and then standing to race across the deserted Tavern to the kitchen, knowing the girl will be fast on her heels as she starts hunting for the often hidden cookies. [23:04] *minna rises and makes her way to the kitchens, a gentle smile playing on silken...
"Hell's Bells" rang out from somewhere below her. She reached into the slim pocket of her dress and pulled the cell phone out, flipping it open. "It's probably my friend," she muttered to Athan. She glanced his way before turning her back on him. She took several more steps away from the demon before speaking into the phone. "Hello?" Her voice was cautious...
I had recently met Justine for lunch, she had called me out of the blue after 15 years or so. She looked as voluptuous as ever, her hips a little fuller than a few years back, her lips as full and beautiful as I remembered them. Her eyes focused into mine as we spoke of our lives in the years since we last met. Underneath it all I felt her unbridled desire t...
Much of what is here is fiction. It is set in an alternate universe where the laws are slightly different. If any of you is a lawyer and would like to correct on legal facts, please go ahead. Just remember, this story is not about reality. This story is for the enjoyment to those who have been duped and plundered by cheating bitches and honorable courts. Sh...
Refer to Bukkake Fiend Man for Introduction Story: *** After the desert house incident where 15 guys cummed in my mouth I developed a taste for cum like never before. This became a weekly event for about a month. On Saturday I would go to the desert house and suck 15 dicks, swallowing all the cum. It was typically the same guys, with a new face occasionall...
I had waited in line for almost three days, sitting in a lawn chair in the middle of my living room, my holographic image cast at the very front of the line at the local Bestus Buy store. The rules were simple, just like any other venue, I could leave my image area no more than four times a day for no more than five minutes at a time. If I am gone any longer...
July 12, 2005 Session with Cierra Cynn of Houston During the exchange of several emails with the beautiful Mistress Cierra Cynn, I wrote her a fantasy session (in 3 parts) -- detailing much of my "sort" of play. (Extreme CBT torture) As you may or not know, I am not a submissive, but rather a masochist. This sometimes does and sometimes does NOT mix with Mi...
Make sure to press Start Game! You fumble with the lock, opening up a dorm-room that’s only halfway unpacked. Your two suitcases still sit open, their contents strewn across the ground, and you sigh as you prop open the door, and begin to fold a pile of t-shirts. If only I had ordered the steak instead of that crab, you think to yourself, placing a neat pil...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. * * * * * Monthly meeting of X-CHANGE Marketing Department: Sam Donasen: "People, sales are down. We have to do something to increase sales. These pills are expensive to make, and expensive to buy. We have to do something to get more people to try them, and to get our existing customer...
I thought our Friday plans were simple. I was gonna swing by her work to have lunch. Little did I know she had a lot more planned than I bargained for... I woke up, as usual, a bit after she'd already left. I dragged myself out of bed and into the bathroom, and then into the den to start working. As soon as I sat down at my desk, though, I saw her note. Hi...