I have decided to reveal all, regardless of the severe pressure being placed on me by agents hired (I strongly suspect) by Johnnie Canlick and the Freeks: the beautiful red-haired, green-eyed, lightly freckled Ginger Freek, 36, and her daughter Debby, 18, of similar appearance, if somewhat taller at 5'10". Two more cock-hardening, long limbed beauties would...
**A continuation to my last story with a woman at a farm getting off to pig shit, this one introduces an old friend of Mary's... Turns out she also can get off to the same things. So be forewarned to messy scat, mud, smelly, lesbian themes** ***** Mary waited by the train station. A friend from high school named Sam was coming by. She had been a model, but...
The ugly little plastic gargoyle perched on my computer screen has bright blue eyes now. They used to be beady little black eyes, but I found a bottle of glittery nail polish (don't ask) and fixed them. Much better. Now it'll remind me of what happened yesterday. I should explain. The gargoyle is part of a nameplate like you'd find on somebody's desk. The n...
1. I felt my balls rising in terror when I saw the man in my door. He looked at me surprised then smiled. "Well, what are the odd. Is that you Pee..." He stopped. I knew too well what name he wanted to use. The name was Peescilla, and it was granted to me by the very man smiling at me, Mael Gonning. The man who made my high school years hell. He was towe...
The Americans onomatopoetically call it a queef, while us Brits, charmingly refer to it as a fanny fart, this elusive and frequently embarrassing raspberry blown from the female genitalia is seldom heard by most of us men, and even more seldom discussed. But none the less, I would be willing to place any amount of monies on the fact that I am not the only ch...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Chapter 1: Every good story starts with a kidnapping Aelruth's eyes fluttered as they opened, a slight groan coming from her lips as she sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Her skin was tanned as was normal for most High Elves, but her hair was a deep, forest green....
A months passed since the awful day that Bill, my horrible bully, fucked my mum. Again and again and again. I don't know if he's been back for more or not, after begging him not to my next move was to run away. I couldn't live there any more. I haven't spoken to my mum, I haven't gone near that house. Living with my uncle now and my life has improved no end...
"My husband likes my farts," Fatima Al-Saud said haughtily as she walked out of the ladies room, looking at the other young women who stood there, noses wrinkled in disgust as they involuntarily inhaled her toxic fumes. After eating a particularly unpleasant cheese sandwich, the young Saudi Arabian Muslim woman had to go to the ladies room really bad. Her bu...
There were different 'suites' in the Ironwood Mansion, specially designed to my specifications, for enacting my various sexual fantasies in. I was presently on my way to the 'Secretarial Suite' to meet one Candy Apple, a new tryout to become part of my harem of girls. I hadn't seen her yet, but Duke, one of my best Girl Recruiters, had told me she was a knoc...
Ivy was in the kitchen cooking breakfast when Caroline knocked on the door the next morning. She answered it and Caroline walked in holding a brown paper package. She set it down on the table. "This is for you, but wait to open it until after breakfast." She sat down at the table and unbuttoned her blouse, exposing much of her cleavage. She fanned herself....