I was lying in my bed with Anya doing her yoga stretches in the bathroom; we were both naked, but I was just writing an email to Helen to see how things were doing, and if she liked her new job. Usually I love to watch Anya doing her stretches; as it usually results in me getting a blow job. But I needed to do this; so Anya had gone in to the bathroom. Just...
Author's note:This is a work of fiction. It's mostly about rimming, which by itself isn't quite enough to call it a fetish, but since the story is so thoroughly centered on this one topic, I'll put it in the fetish category. Additionally, there's a plotline built into the story that's (a) a little unusual, and (b) may or may not be scientifically valid (no...
"Attention, Anya." The deep male voice sounded from the doorway of her bedroom and the girl inside tensed and moved quickly into the standing position. Her head tilted towards the ground. After Mr. Hughes had pulled another rough and forceful orgasm from her, he had removed both the cock and the ass plug from her holes and then slowly removed the clamps on...
Bolting herself upright, she felt the muscles on her flat stomach tighten and relax as waves of torrent surged through her, emanating simultaneously from the two pleasure points at the base of her body. Two masculine organs tore into her vagina and moisturized anus respectively, leaving her shamelessly twitching her naked body in the open night air. Looking...
I followed Jenny upstairs to find her feverently throwing things in to her suitcase. I had been so busy fucking the little minx that I had totally missed the fact she was stunning. Her pale skin contrasted so well with her dark hair. Her cute little butt was the perfect ending for her long, sleek legs. The curve of her breasts was exquisite. I walked up be...
This story is not part of the Valentine's Day contest, even if characters and topics are tangental to the subject. * I looked through the Zeiss Rangefinder-binoculars again. The distance wasn't a problem — 25 yards is easily within range. The difficulty was that when you are in the man-made Grand Canyon that is mid-town Manhattan, you suffer from every ot...
The raven haired, blue eyed 558 led her fellow fembot up the stairs and away from the bustling activity of the lab at night. Anya whispered in to Diana's ear: "Don't talk, just obey." Diana stared back and went as far as generating the words for a response, though her newest order made her remain silent. They walked silently hand in hand across the kitchen...
Story 4 Deceiving ** Each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born. -- Anais Nin - *** "Anya!" Taryn gasped. "How did you - what are you doing here? How did you know I was on this train?" Obviously puzzled by seemingly unrelated questions, the girl, a vision in white,...
Vesper shivered as they walked back into the house. She was hesitant to return, afraid she would fill with fire again. She could hear children laughing and barking, and looking into the dining room, she could see that Shu was back on her feet, in the midst of an argument with all three of her brothers. They didn't stop moving, nor did Shu stop speaking rapi...
Anya walked into the front door of Vorhees Spa with her breath caught in her throat. It was less of a door as it was a grand entrance, two doors even, overly large with crystal clear windows on all sides, and an entryway that was the size of the entire first floor of the home she shared with her children. Once inside, she paused to take in the view before he...