I'd never shown my friends my true personality. Always in the forefront was a normal guy who loved girls and all things boy, when in fact, with each passing year, the things that excited me were all things feminine, including actual men and their boy parts. This remained status quo, until I met LeAnn. Introduced to the long haired blonde chick by a mutual f...
This is the first piece I've written in years. I hope you all like it, and I would like to post a few notes. This piece belongs in multiple sections, and is obviously going to be a chapter piece. My continued writing will depend on the responses I get from readers! This is the beginning of a bondage / nonhuman / non consent piece. If you do not care for any...
Lights…Camera…Action… Angela opened her eyes, and realized that there was little of any of these. Flickering lights, blinking all around her still. But the room was still dark except for the soft glow from the various tiny lights. Where were the lights? Where were the doctors? She blinked, and sat up, glancing around, seeing other opened coffins nearby. She...
This story is a figment of my imagination. And is not true in anyway shape form or fashion...Enjoy Part of My PLU Prono literotica Universe Celebs: too many to name Contains: Oral, pussy eating, blowjob, finger fucking anal and MFF ***** For the rest of the week either Liz was at my house or i was at her. But i couldn't wait for my Victoria to come hom...
Apparently, as a biracial Muslim woman of Lebanese and Somali descent, I'm supposed to be quiet, oppressed and submissive. Right now, I'm shoving my fist into the anus of one Bilal Abdirahman, and he's squealing like a miserable little bitch. While topping my bound and hapless Black male sub, I'm wearing a red bra and matching panties, along with my high-hee...
Heather had been dating Mark for two years now. They'd met at the Spring Fling dance in grade ten, and were now graduating. They'd talked about life after graduation, going to college together, and getting an apartment of their own. But, at eighteen, Heather only wanted one thing: to fuck. She'd had a few flings here and there with a few guys on the football...
Note: Ki is short for Zakki (pronounced Zuh-kye). ***** "So far we've got zombies trying to eat you, amnesia, a few disturbing flashbacks, and the ability to light yourself on fire. Does that about sum everything up?" "I think so. There may be a few other things that I've simply forgotten." Ki sighed. "Tell me again why Lord Rushington thought it was a g...
Rat dragged the razor lightly over the inflated V at the apex of her open thighs. She was already hairless as a grape skin, and he was only pushing the droplets of water across her skin, playing with his own fascination. Her complexion made him think of butter melting. It was deep and creamy and almost had a synthetic quality, except for her being as human a...
Patron Saint of a hundred hangovers knows the score of the Game. He doesn't bother with trifles like friends & family, jobs & jabber, he has all the answers in one cupped hand. Sitting atop a glass mountain with a nose of broken blood vessels, he laughs at all the little people below, scurrying everywhere with so little to show for it. When their disillusio...
Authors note: This is Not an incest story. It's a fictional murder mystery story that contains non consensual sex. In the last chapter, I will explain how the story relates to me in the real world. Also, I'm currently in the process of revising this storyline. ++++++++++++++ "Looks like it's going to snow, Garret," I say, wiping my hand across the cold...