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Coke Whore

by rlfj on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

Chapter 1 "Can I help you?" asked Dave Segrove. He was posting a notice on the bulletin board of the Community Center when a pretty young girl came in the front door. She looked very confused and unsure of herself, and Dave also noted that she seemed very scared and sad. "Is this where they have the meetings for 'Lost Partners'?" she asked quietly, avertin...

Coke Whore, The Next Chapter

by Mostera1 on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

This story is almost a stand alone, however; to better understand the characters I recommend you read 'Coke Whore' by RLFJ first. It is my interpretation of the next chapter to that beautiful romance. * Coke Whore No More Chapter 1 Dave looked thoughtfully at a sleeping Nancy, tenderly holding her in his arms after she pumped him dry yet again. An angel...

North Shore Coke Whore

by ISawYourMommy on Sep 26, 2017
Mature

At the request of a reader who was kind enough to offer both feedback and a plot suggestion, I have this to say. * * * The engine ticked lightly, rhythmically, having only recently completed a twenty mile journey. Rain dripped from the frame of the car, from the edges of its bumpers. The windows were blurred, save for the two arches where the wipers had re...

From Wife to Online Whore Ch. 05

by Doctork053 on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

The cocaine had me so worked up, sniffling just to feel the drip in the back of my throat. Phoenix sat her naked body on my lap leaning in and kissing me deeply. She broke our kiss my tongue still searching for hers. "You're so fucking hot." She said plunging her mouth back on mine. I reached around cupping her ass cheeks while her hand explored my tits....

On the Block Ch. 01

by NaughtyMike on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Chapter 1: Animal Farm Originally titled "Whoring Night Chapter 1" Rewritten and edited by La Pantera Bonita After my divorce, I lived during the early 80's bouncing between New Jersey and Pennsylvania. I eventually settled down in south central Pennsylvania for the next decade until I met Tammy and moved South. During the dry spells and sometimes during...

Diane

by iexport on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

Diane is by far the hottest woman on this planet. I don't just mean the hottest I have ever seen or been with, although true, I mean she is the hottest period. She has the perfect body with nice big tits that are firm and don't sag with the perfect size nipples. She has great legs and the cutest feet I have ever seen. I love sucking on her toes. I could lose...

Cold Steel

by Azrael556 on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Author's note: Usual disclaimers apply, but a little looking online will prove that the bladeplay pics mentioned here do exist. The camera's operator is largely a creature of my imagination, even if there is something of an old acquaintance in her. * "Oh, you like having hard things in your mouth, you fucking slut?" Lindsay Lohan grinned for the camera,...

Slave of Love

by Dr_Vril on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

J. has the back of her right hand pinned to her cheek, palm arched upwards, attempting to obscure her face. The coquettish act initially strikes R., not the most perceptive of creatures, as redundant, seeing he is roughly fucking her mouth. Then he realises it is the porn stylisation, her relegation to a corporeal prop, and that she possesses a keen sense of...

White Gurl Pimped in the Hood

by Stephisissycd on Sep 11, 2017
Group Sex

After Black Mike made me his bitch, showing up at motels all over town dressed like a street hooker, he sent me a text one day. "Hey bitch. I need you to dress really slutty, get smooth and totally clean, and meet me at the motel at 6th and Los Angeles st." I knew where that was, right by skid row. My pussy started to throb thinking about what black mike h...

The Good Wife: Resubmission Ch. 03

by jmcroce on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Out of the Fire I cried myself through a shower that night, it was a good cry, the kind that sheds pain and guilt, the kind that in the end brings a type of clarity and renewal that you only experience through loss. But truly, in the end, it accomplishes nothing. The guilt isn't truly shed, you simply pay it homage. The pain is still there, it's simply been...