Disclaimer Any resemblance to real names, persons or things is purely coincidental. This is a work of fantasy fiction, as such, the author recognizes any sexual situations depicted in this story are not realistic. This story does not intend to represent or advocate the lifestyle presented in this story. ***** During the next couple of hours Kari took a fe...
Addiction I am in a rage. One of total abandon and lust. The world does not exist outside this room. Just he and I. Touching his body I sense emotions and feelings I have never had or can have with any man but him. He is not only young, handsome, fit, sexy, and well-equipped. I am in love with him in a way no normal woman should be in love with a man. Thes...
The sun had sat on another Los Angeles day and Bridgit Mendler was ready to hit the town, if only she could decide what to wear. Her room was a mess with clothing everywhere as she tossed one top to the side along with another skirt that didn't quite look right. Bridgit put her hands on her hips and sighed, she just couldn't find anything to wear. She looke...
April changes course. She went black...and she came back I hope you guys have read my four true stories from the 80's about my damn fucking sexy wife April and her dark desire for black meat. April likes white guys also, she just enjoys the attention black men give her. They treat her like a princess. Also, she really likes the contrast in skin color. Vic...
As I wave farewell to my Mother-In-law, Francesca, as she boards her flight to return to France, I struggle to suppress my regret, both emotionally and sexually. I deeply hope she will be true to her word and returns to live with us in New Zealand once she has sorted her financial affairs back in her native France. I cannot help but contrast my current feel...
My mind was outpacing the high speed of my car. I was on my way to get a fix that I had been craving for a long time. No, it wasn't drugs or strong drink; it was the rush of raw sexual bliss. This mad dash to a finish had been a long time coming. Ever since I knew that I was able to blow a load, I had dealt with lustful urges by taking matters into my own h...
(With the exception of names, this is a real group of six women who meet regularly to discuss anal sex. We all live in the Boston metropolitan area.) About a year ago I joined an unusual club, but one that has a lot of potential. We are six women who call ourselves A.O.O.A., an acronym for Anal Only or Almost. We came together without really intended to....
Every time I tell myself I'm going to quit being with him, I end up backsliding. I don't think my addiction can be overcome. How else would you explain what I'm doing right now? I'm in his apartment, waiting for him. He's become essential to my existence. I don't know how that happened. My name is Marina Brown and this is a true story of my struggle to overc...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations. - This was well over-due as i'd been rather frustrated over the past few days trying to find script fills that met a certain "Criteria".. Probably just looking in all the wrong places, knowing me. Although it had been a long time i'd written a script, and even...
It all started with my first girlfriend in high school. Her name was Kaley, and she was a very pretty blond-haired cheerleader. I was just a dumb teen in love, and my naivety blinded me from all the red flags I should have seen. I thought we were in love, and we had plans to go to the same college together and everything. But that all changed one night durin...