Imagine this: You and your wife are out at the local bar. She is displaying her perfectly sculpted 34 year old body in a tight dress. Her large, round breasts bulging out of the top, the tight material showing off her toned, white body, and large but firm round ass. The dress stops too short, showing off too much of her shapely white thighs. A black Queen o...
Spoilers: ep 17, Lies My Mother Told Me Oh, and btw, this was written really quickly. It's badfic, kind of funny. Wood stood there, disbelieving that a Slayer who shared a common thread to his own mother, would stand there and defend the now -ensouled, yet - eternal killer. "If you come after Spike again, he'll kill you. And I'll let him. This isn't about...
And ChinkyNobody emerges from the fog, dishing out another Literotica story, while also pursuing many other creative projects. Sorry. Been busy. I'm always making some creative project. This week, just been neglecting Forced Twins and had a few other things to get to. But I can still make up petty excuses as to why I wasn't working on Forced Twins. Skip th...
"So it was Tyrine all this time." Jordan shook his head. "I remember her back in Draenor, she was livid." "Yeah, well, according to the diary, after I fucked her fiancé, it was Mylune who comforted her. They seemed to have developed quite the relationship." "Great, so you fucked her fiancé, AND killed her girlfriend. No wonder she went ballistic." Grogek...
I was summoned to the Masters chamber once again. This time He awaited my presence and chanted as ropes pulled me down to my knees and hogtied me. He then pulled out the device that synced with the substance and shoved it hard up my ass as He chanted more magic. He looked down into my eyes as I breathed in and out bound and tied for Him. He chanted the magic...
George stared at the glowing computer screen from the depths of his dimly-lit "man cave", as he called it. In reality, it was the basement of his mother's house, where he spent most of his spare time. It was very cave-like, being dark, damp and smelling of moldy things growing. There was little that would be considered manly about it. It had a furnace in on...
They are still slumped. Good boys. They are not touching themselves. They look exhausted from just lying there. Two thick boners are curved back over hairy bellies, trying for a touch-back at Belly Button Basin. It would be fun to explain to Mignon why they look as though someone has splashed them with virgin olive oil. "Take your glass," I command. We wa...
I watched as you walked in the front door of the truck stop. You were dressed exactly as you had been ordered to. A thin white blouse, very low cut with no bra, a short black skirt, black stockings and "fuck me" pumps. You stopped and looked around, trying to see who the voice in your belonged to as you held your cell phone to it. You are told to walk over...
My old friend David Fisher hired me as a caretaker and all purpose maintenance worker for the famed Fisher and Sons Funeral Home. David had saved me from a mundane job as a waiter. I often liked David in our high school days though he was a bit odd. The same could be said for his highly dysfunctional family. I had no clue what I was about to endure. My firs...
Walking to her drive I picked the paper up and delivered it to her door. As usual when I passed her window I looked, trying not to appear as peaking but still trying to see her. I knew from past mornings that if she was awake and her bedside light was on I could see her in bed. That morning my glance turned into a stare. The covers were at the foot of her be...