Her hands hurt; of that much she was sure. She looked at her fingers, and the joints in her hands now came to her as the roots of a gnarled oak might - if pushing up through the dry grass of late summer. "Can this be me," she gulped, the sight tearing at her mastery of the moment. "These can't be my hands...can they?" Yet, when she moved her fingers she fe...
My name is Emma Knocks, but you can call me Noxxie. At least, that's what the sign on my door says. Noxxie is what most of my clients call me. But they're not compelled to. Some of them call me a whore or a slut. Some call me a toilet, a urinal, a trash can or dustbin, a Zender or a Vaginbond. It doesn't matter to me. I'm Noxxie to me, and I'm the wildest o...
DISCLAIMER: This novel will be MESSY. This is purely an experiment to get writing. I do not know where this story will evolve. It is something of a break from the massive series which I am also working on... but more of a forgivable weekly sprint to see where a story will take me. My goal is to publish every week. It's my challenge. This is not really a...
This story is fictional. WARNING: If you are offended by pornography, cuckolding, wife sharing or non forced prostitution, please DO NOT read. If you enjoy this lifestyle, feel free to read on or contact the author. ***** Starfire Mayo 2017. Diary Entry: 10.1.2017 - Patrick's Visit Bambi is such a sexy dirty slut of a wife. Her lovely brown body is sim...
LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All sexually active characters are above the age of consent on their planet of origin. Many thanks go to my editor Muledriver, and RF-Fast for polishing and enhancing. Any bad...
Just another Friday night in New York. I clocked out of work about a half hour early, beating traffic by a good mile. After getting back to my apartment, I microwaved myself a Hot Pocket and turned on the TV. It was basketball season, but for whatever reason, I couldn't compel myself to stick to a single channel. At around 5:30, my roommates, Josh Humphrey a...
It was the middle of March, 2017 and the date was fast approaching when Jasmine and Alia would embark on their three month trip to Mauritius. I admit that I had been viewing that day with some trepidation. I had become accustomed to their regular visits, and the thought of being back of the land of normality wasn't one that I cherished. Our arrangement was o...
Author's Note. After not writing for years, finally spending time to finish up writing about our journey getting deep into a fisting and vaginal stretching fetish got my creative juices flowing again and made me want to write about what I would describe as the next chapter in our kinky sex lives. I've decided to make it more fun by embellishing a bit, and mi...
"STACY! S-T-A-C-Y." There I was again. Sitting in my black car in the scorching Florida heat with my window down, yelling at the guard to the gated community of Squire Hill. "I can't seem to find a Stacy here..." "I work for Sammy's Pet Care, Sammy is the owner. My name is Stacy." Every time I had to go to Squire Hill for a pet sitting gig, it was an...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Considering the long lapses between the different chapters I've made this overview, chapter zero. This 'story' contains a survey of the different characters, as well as a synopsis of the different chapters. This chapter will be replaced with extensions as often as needed. If you haven't read previous chapters or if this series will still grow...