I was trying to be as quiet as possible, but her pussy felt so warm, slick and tight wrapped around my cock, and nothing else seemed to matter. Her bed slammed against the wall each time I thrust inside her, and it created an annoying thumping sound. But I didn't care. I was lost in my own little world of ecstasy. Her muffled moaning was so soft and sweet, a...
Chapter 7. 'Lewd Lottery.' Opportunities to earn. Bar lore. B.O.W (Bunch of Wankers) meet. Amor becomes the prize. Danny. Jordan. Precious had a flypaper quality that made customers stick to her on contact. She was more mature, more motherly in her manner than the others, who behaved like the teenage girls they were and were treated accordingly by the cust...
Pt.2 — Under Soiled Doves' Wings by Paul Gerard (a pen name) Part 2 of a 12-part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) -- from A to D, and occasionally up to and ultimately be...
**Non-sex chapters. Skip to Chapter 11 for the next erotic scene. Here for completeness, only.** 6. Lt. Zee Lieutenant Zee held a small, purple, lace-fringed handkerchief over her mouth and nose as she stepped into the decrepit, fifthly apartment. Three bodies -- one decapitated -- lay sprawled in the fetid damp of the apartment's rotten carpet. Lt. Zee co...
Proust & Annie at the Four Seasons. I was reading Proust, but I was not entirely lost in the world of Mme Swann and her daughter. The line-10 train was heaving with people towards the end of the Beijing morning rush and although I had a place to lean, against the far-side doors, I still needed half my mind on my wallet and my close neighbours. At Songj...
It was a small farm, on the side of a hill in the South Wales countryside. Like most places in Wales, it got more than the country's fair share of rain, but when the sun shone, it was such beautiful scenery – it was crying out for something special – something other than a farm. This story is a combination of true events (I know because I was there) and wh...
"Just look at them. This breaks my heart!" she said quietly. "You taught both of them, right?" her husband whispered. "Yes. She just finished my class, and he was my student five years ago." "Wait. Wasn't he the valedictorian?" "Uh-huh. Smart as a whip. And as nice as they come. And very popular with the girls. I tried so hard to get him to go to college...
Sophie and Josh were the couple who still whispered and kissed and made out in public long after everyone else had stopped. They kissed a lot. They always had. They groped each other in public. When they were near each other, they wanted to be physically close. They hugged while they walked. They kissed each other in the middle of conversations. They tried t...
Author's Note: This is the second part of a multi-part story. It is probably better if you read the first part before this one. Don't read if you are uncomfortable with bondage or gentle femdom ***** I slept well. So well in fact I woke up to find I was simply in Fidelity's bed and not tied up. I got up and walked into the note. She left me a note telling...
Background: This story involves my on-line subject Nancy, who I introduced in Mistress Chronicles 4. We've had no in-person relationship. In fact, in all of our sessions Nancy has never actually seen me. I have sent him pictures that I have told him look similar to me, but never an actual photo. * By way of background, Nancy is a computer nerd. Brilliant...