Stella hefted the giant mousse-smeared mixing bowl up to the sink, but stopped short before metal hit metal. She swore to her self, silently grunting as she moved the bowl back to the stand. The bottom of the sink was a multicolor sea of vegetable peels, floating on two inches of mucky water. Garret better get his head out of his ass, soon, or I'm gonna make...
As we exited the club, I reached a hand behind me. It landed on James' belly and I rubbed it in a little circle, enjoying the automatic tightening of the muscles there before sliding my hand lower. "You've got an iron bar in there," I noted, gently working his cock. "You want to find a secluded area and I'll suck you off?" I waited for a response. None came...
All characters in the story were created and are trademark to Valve Corporation taken from the video game Dota 2. The story is merely fiction and does not mean to describe any character from the game or its creators in any manner. P.S. this is my first submission and it may be subject to change or edits. Tresdin continued to sharpen her halberd attempti...
This is a true story about me witnessing my mum in a catfight, although, to call it a catfight is not entirely true; more like a slaughter! It happened two years ago when I first enrolled at a college in Liverpool, England to study Art and Design. I was 18 at the time. Because I have High-Functioning Autism I have always been quite introverted, quiet and no...
Anya… I still can't believe I did it. How they talked me into it I'm not sure, but somehow my girlfriends got me in that ring, and the next thing I knew they were tying on the boxing gloves. It was my bachelorette party, only three days before I was supposed to marry my high school sweetheart, Danny. I wasn't dressed for boxing, that was for sure, and I re...
"Hey! Alan." It took me a few moments looking round the crowded club before I saw who had called out to me. "Sorry Rachel, how are you" I said when I reached her table. "I couldn't see you in the press." "I was waving to you You're tall enough to see my arms. Perhaps something else -- or should I say someone else distracted you. I waved but did you see...
Barb turned her chair away from her desk once again to face Daniel. She was working on her clipboard, totaling her inventory counts. She sat with clipboard and pen adding up the rows of numbers. When she looked up she noticed that Daniel had shifted his position. He was now sitting farther back and more upright on the chair. He also had his hands wedged betw...
Chapter 19: Stephanie's Story, Again--After Intermission for Pussy Torture [Okay, this is the next to last chapter...over soon.] "If we're back to my story, now," said Stephanie, "then I'm just going to tell you, again: I have no story!" This time, though, she said it without challenge, almost dreamily. She hadn't moved to cover herself—no modesty. She la...
Looking you over, feeling My cock swell as you whimper before me. Stepping forward in front of you and reaching down to grab your hair, pulling it hard and jerking your head up until your lips are level with My slowly hardening shaft.... "Prepare me then, like a good little whore." you moan greedily....whimpering again about how you've missed My cock so muc...
“Let me see your jibbilies.” I say teasing Nicole. “You know what they say; ‘Once you go black you never go back.’” Nicole said eye-balling me. “What? Is it some kind of one-way ticket or something?” “Yeah, something like that,” she says. Nicole had a beautiful pair of breasts filling out her shirt. She had nice hips and pouting lips that I could just im...