Copyright 2017 Matt Nicholson. All rights reserved. Disclaimer - This story is as much extreme BDSM as it is fetish. And, yes, this kind of thing, with all the food and boob-biting and such, is wish-fulfillment at its finest. I make no claims otherwise. If you don't like reading about these kinds of fantasies, "Creme Brulee" won't be your cup of tea. If yo...
March 1st 2045 (Day One) Tyler Moore was eighteen years old, and his parents were away, leaving the house to himself. Had he possessed the requisite 'coolness' element at his high school, he might have been drowning in sex, drugs and crazy house parties, but unfortunately Tyler knew little of this lifestyle. Nonetheless, VR was pretty good. Like most memb...
My name is Sidney, and as a young woman growing up I enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh. I have always had a fascination with cemeteries, and was once employed at a business next to one, I would often take walks during my lunches through the cemetery. I liked to read the names and dates on the headstones and imagine things about the person. For a while I...
This is a story about Tina, and her family. Tina is a little bit different from the rest of her family. Her qualities are unique from theirs. One of her unique qualities that she is most proud about is sanity. Not only is she proud to be sane, but also she's proud that it's unique. She loves having a crazy family, and now Tina is going to tell you why. Hi,...
HE WENT TO HER IN THE NIGHT, sporting a blue hooded sweatshirt that didn't quite cover the tufts of dark blonde hair spilling down over his eyes, leaping out his second story window and landing smooth and agile like a cat on the wet grass with a poof. Across the little backyard lawn to the neighbors house a cat hurried for safety, scampering and clawing thro...
The cool night breeze made Angel feel colder that she already was. She was 18 and quite young to the world. She looked at the darkness that surrounded her with her innocent look that could melt even a heart of stone. She turned around trying to close her eyes and sleep but the alley did not provide a very good sleep. She was very beautiful for a girl living...
My lover's name is Mary. We met like most couples, when fate sneezed and we weren't looking. She came to me when I least wanted her to, and now I don't get through an entire without her face burgeoning into my fantasies; my fantasies of being ravaged while reading the morning paper, my fantasies of a life with children and house, my fantasies of growing old...
Chapter One They had picked her up off the casino floor. Not literally, no; she was not lying there waiting to be fucked. It was not as easy as that. Almost...but, not quite. Rather, the raven-haired tomboy with the apple-sized tits popping out of the ragged, low-cut t-shirt promoting some obscure indie rock band, literally thrust her wide hips into them,...
So yeah, voting is nice you lazy bones :p * Waking up with the alarm I move to turn it off only to be beat there by Kathleen. Stephanie pulls me with her for the shower. I wish I could give her sex, morning sickness really sucks. Oddly enough it doesn't bother me in the shower even though we have fruit smelling everything. Kathleen follows along like a li...
A note from the author: As per my last attempt (Hawking's Revenge) what follows is a short science fiction based story that is just for fun. It is a stand alone story that I will not be continuing, although if anyone else wants to take over the characters and ideas, feel free. This one is a bit of a Trans-gender cliché, still it has some fun ideas and I hop...