Author's note: This story takes place during Season 2 of The Flash. * Apparently Iris West had a type. She like them smart, funny and pretty but most of all they had to be cops. And also specifically her father's partners. Or at least that would be what everyone would say after they found out about her and Patty Spivot, when the truth was she hadn't exactl...
Kareena spent the majority of the next day in the spa. With drinking and the drugs followed by living underground in a cage, her body needed care. Under Romeo's instructions she spent the whole day being taken care of with various massages, masks and beauty treatments. She had asked Karishma to come with her and after asking Romeo for permission she had jo...
"I know," my wife Casey said softly as her hands caressed my naked body beneath the covers of our king sized bed. "You know what?" I asked. I didn't know what game we were playing but I was ready to fuck. "I know what you look at on the computer and what you fantasize about," she answered softly. Her hand had found my hard cock and she squeezed it tight...
I first met Roni and Dave over the Internet. They were a white couple who lived a few hours outside my city. Roni had a thing for black dick. Don't get me wrong, she was not some slut who just wanted to get fucked by a black guy. When I met her I found out that she had class, style and was very impressive. Along with that, she was "knock-out gorgeous". Our f...
This was not supposed to be happening. It was supposed to be over between them. She had shown up to pick up a pair of earrings, nothing more. And he had even been planning to run them out to her car. But then he set his belt on the dresser with only a passing thought of how her hands looked wriggling helplessly, bound behind her back. And then, without any r...
Once the butt plug was in your arse I told you to start playing with yourself. I told you not to stop. I went down to the bar of our hotel and told any guys who were interested that I had this slut up in my room – a slut who wanted to play with her cunt whilst they watched. I bring them up to the room for you k – and I've charged them for it. There are 5 of...
After being face-fucked by Phil, I couldn't get it out of my mind. My mom's boyfriend had shot a hot load down my throat and told me he owned me. I was quickly becoming his sissy. But was I going to do what he wanted? He had told me to spy on him and my mom later that night when I was dressed up. Could I do it? After a few hours of helping around the house,...
Bartered Orgasms with Agonies of Faith (Part Two.) About 4,200 words. No gratuitous sex and all characters are fictional with no intended similarity to persons living or dead. All characters are adult or at least 18 years old in paragraphs elucidating sex. It is an attempt to consider the implications of whoring in momentous historic episodes of social, pol...
In my therapy sessions, few women have been as able to share about their sex life as easily as Alexa. Besides this, few patients have been as self-aware. After just our first session, I realized that there are few subjects that I cannot ask about, and few questions that she cannot answer articulately and fully. Some Caucasian female patients have alluded t...
Jasha Sill lay on his silk sheets, fingers locked behind his head, staring at the ceiling. If one had to be a prisoner, he figured, this was the way to do it. Still, for one such as him the boredom of routine and comfort were tortures enough. It had been three days since he'd last escaped, but the memories of it were still vivid in his mind, bringing a smal...