The five judges had retired to a private room to decide Beyonce's fate. Would it be her former band mate Kelly Rowland who promised a year of pain? Or would it be the lead singer of the Pussycat Dolls who intended to make Beyonce her own (and everyone else's) toilet slave? Or could it be Solange, Beyonce's little sister who had a year of cock and cum lined u...
Volume 1: Part 2 (a brief visit to Bangor) June 26. Augusta, ME. Senate Inn, Presidential Suite I was never a huge fan of giving blowjobs. In fact by the time Jake and I started planning our trip I still hadn't gotten my mouth close to Jake's crotch in our 2 ½ year relationship, and I could probably count on both hands the times I licked or swallowed a c...
Our nights were filled with dancing. Sunset was the time when everyone went back to camp to eat and get ready for the night. The encroaching darkness transformed the flat, dusty desert landscape into a surreal alien world, where art cars suddenly lit up and people became dots of colored lights moving in the vast black. Stars lit up the sky, a shock to this...
Chapter 26: Ready for Round Two Sarah closed her eyes for a moment at Jeff's abrupt question. He backed up a step from her massive body so he could see past her protruding breasts and up into her face, gauging her reaction. He was totally exposed now — by blurting out such a question, and by failing to hide the desperate longing in his voice, he had effecti...
WARNING: This is a FANTASY story. It may contain themes of consensual non-consent, slavery, dominance/submission, and/or extreme pain. Please do not try any of this at home. Do not try ANY fantasy with ANYONE unless you've discussed it in detail with them beforehand. Informed consent is fucking mandatory. * It was Friday night, and my wife and I had a doub...
Author's note: Story contains elements and scenes of incest. Have fun. *** Two months later. Diana tapped on her coffee shop table with a measured calm, her eyes fixed on her towering ice cream float. She used her spoon to poke at the sticking white mess as it melted, ensuring none spilled over the side. With each motion of her wrist, the dangling silver...
She stood bent over the sink in her bathroom applying her second coat of mascara in the mirror. She always used black, knowing it clashed with her blue eyes in all the right ways. She had never excelled at the art of make-up application and was thankful she had features that didn't require much enhancing. So she stuck to the basics: foundation, blush, eyelin...
Author's note: The final chapter of this silly romp. Don't take it too seriously. The preceding chapters help make sense of this one. Constructive comments gratefully appreciated. ~~~~ "Sarah, you wouldn't be cold if you had helped paddle," I said as we lugged the canoe onto the shore. Sarah's new girlfriend Kim had taken the bow seat at the start of the t...
CH 02 – The Heavenly and Hellacious Holiday Weekend With V After that delicious all-nighter with Vanessa, aka V, I couldn't resist responding to her invitation to contact her via email. I wrote about how exciting the night at the hotel was for me. I wrote about some of my fantasies, like how I secretly craved being bound with no possibility of escape and fo...
CHAPTER ONE: SETTING THE SCENE "Grind down on his face!" Sam perched forward excitedly in her chair, encouraging Laura to rasp her close-shaved, bristly bush roughly against her husband's shiny face. The atmosphere in the room was sexually charged, scored by the symphony of Laura's excited gasps, wet slurps of cunnilingus, and Sam's curt instructions....