Pierre and Roxanne have an unwavering love for each other. He is her Romeo, her Mark Anthony, her Samson and her Lancelot; she is his Juliette, his Cleopatra, his Delilah and his Guinevere. Together they are the classic Shakespearean romance. They met in the student cafeteria at the college they both attend. It was ten minutes after two in the afternoon; th...
(Disclaimer: This story may be a little too sick and twisted for the Romance category, but I didn't know where else to put it. It's definitely not a stroker, but it is X-rated. Thanks for stopping by.) * Alice laughed to herself as she stripped naked and stepped into the sheer seersucker outfit. With spaghetti straps on top and breezy loose shorts on the b...
This is straight up fetish nastiness, along the lines of "Margery" and "Maddy". There is no sensitive story telling. In fact, there's nothing redeeming here whatsoever. There is nothing remotely realistic here, despite there being several autobiographical ideas in this. But still: There's piss and poop in this story. Don't read further if toilet slavery bot...
Kayla could feel a light blush coloring her cheeks as she imagined herself wearing it; she could barely suppress her smile as she bit lightly down on her bottom lip, a tingle of excitement ran down her spine. She'd waited so long...she'd been eyeing this item ever since the first prototype had been released nearly two years ago. During that time she'd made i...
Note: All characters are 18 year olds in their last year of high school. --- "Our next unit will be on musical theater," Miss Reese exclaimed in an encouraging voice from the front of the school auditorium. A collective groan rose up from most of the drama students spread out among the first five rows of seats. A few enthusiastic faces shared their feeli...
The morning after Carol and I had managed to turn our D&D session into an all-out orgy, I woke with a brain full of memories, ideas, questions, and urges. I was happily remembering how Carol and I had gone from best friends to lovers, thanks largely to the behavior of her character, Quislin, the playful, slutty priestess of Shazandra. I lay there thinking ab...
First off I'd like to thank everyone for their feedback! It's really encouraging to see so many people enjoying the story so far. The next "chapter" will take a little longer to write as it won't just take place over one day. We'll also get to spend some more time with Athena and Bibianna in the future. So stick with me till then, Thanks! Enjoy ----------...
Introduction Bill was burned out at 28 years old. He hated to admit it, but he was totally fried. He detested when friends and coworkers grumbled about working late nights or being exhausted from a day at the office, because Bill knew they were really bragging about their jobs and their work. Besides, they were rich men's problems, not gritty blue collar wo...
"You've come a long way, baby." He smiles at me, watches me as I cross my legs. I'm sitting across from him. I can tell the effect I have on him, every time he visits, sees me dressed fem for him, he's hard, rock hard when I meet him at the door. And I know what outfits turn him on the most. I know he fantasizes about me when he's fucking his wife. She doesn...
"Christine! What are you doing?" Greg yelled out just as he walked in his home. Returning home from a few hours finishing up work at his job. He walked in to find his sister-in-law naked and sitting on the couch watching television. "Oh God!" She jumped in her seat, scared from the surprise of someone coming home early. "W-what are you doing?" He stepped s...