(Se puede asumir que todas las personas en estos relatos tienen al menos 18 años o más, todos los nombres y lugares que se mencionarán han sido cambiados para mantener en anonimato a las personas, cualquier parecido es sólo una coincidencia, las imágenes usadas son sólo de referencia y no tienen ninguna conexión a las personas de la historia.) Desde que teng...
Era um dia de sol em Lisboa e vou passear sozinha no parque para visitar a minha amiga de infância Isabel na casa dela,quando estava quase entrar na Casa dela,A Casa dela e muito grande e tem 6 quartos e 2 casa de banhos,oh meu deus sera o Namorado dela e muito rico e trabalhar como o Engenheiro de software quando batei toc toc ao Porta da Casa muita vezes e...
NOTES: Another change of direction and style. This story is a fantasy based on suggestions from an online chat partner in Latin America. Whilst many of the situations have been discussed between us, it remains a chaste, unrealised relationship, or if you prefer, a dream. This story is the first two parts of that dream which I may or may not continue with...
Today was a busy day. She was second chairing a motions hearing with her boss in Fort Lauderdale and then she was going to rendezvous with her boyfriend, also an attorney and a client of the firm, after work. She knew she would have to please both men, and she would. But she would have to be careful that neither found out about the other, on that day or any...
Drummer Boy: Bat Out of Hell II: Back Into Hell Welcome back, folks! We've finally reached the end, and thanks for sticking with me for so long! I started this at the beginning of 2018, with the intention of creating a novel-length journey through Tarterus. Kind of like the old "Road Movies" with Bing Crosby and Bob Hope, only with demons, some body hor...
Chapter 3. "Virginity Contract." Credit, debt, and the contract for the sale of Blen's cherry. Two-finger test. The lady-house. Gary. Precious and Klaus. The next day, at 10.30am Blen was shaken awake by Mama Mutia, five hours later than the hour she was accustomed to rise. She joined the other girls in the kitchen. Girlie, Amor and Precious were anxious t...
Esta é uma história de modo de jogo, para ter uma melhor experiência ativem o modo de jogo. Cada personagem tem seu próprio ramo de história e eventos, mas para alguns precisa avançar com outros personagens. Esta é minha primeira vez escrevendo desse modo e futuramente pretendo adicionar a possibilidade de alterar o nome do personagem principal. A história t...
Meu nome é Rafael, tenho 18 anos e moro com meus pais em uma cidade do Brasil. Nunca acreditei em bodyhoppers ou possessões, mas sempre gostei das histórias e hentais sobre esses assuntos. Elas sempre foram picantes, mas é claro que sempre foram e sempre seriam histórias, certo? Tenho uma namorada de 18 anos. Morávamos na mesma cidade e, mesmo assim, fazíamo...
Marcos always hated working the nightshift on weekends. Some of his reasons were understandable; being an NYPD officer in our Brooklyn precinct meant that he never knew what he'd be up against when he put on his uniform and drove out into the semi-dark streets. That concerned me, too, of course. I worried a lot about his safety, even though I'd seen his f...
Chapter 7. 'Lewd Lottery.' Opportunities to earn. Bar lore. B.O.W (Bunch of Wankers) meet. Amor becomes the prize. Danny. Jordan. Precious had a flypaper quality that made customers stick to her on contact. She was more mature, more motherly in her manner than the others, who behaved like the teenage girls they were and were treated accordingly by the cust...