This is my first attempt into writing an erotica story. This tale will contain themes of female domination, crossdressing, and eventually MM sex. If any of this is not you thing, please scroll on. Otherwise, please let me know how I did. ***** Since I was a teenager, I had been bicurious. Not really interested in men, but what is between their legs. My obs...
*Author's Note: This story is based on true events. The bad haircut and the breast smoosh in the bathroom actually happened. The rest is my wishful thinking...although I did get a crack at my friend's brother years after that day, and he did not disappoint. Enjoy. My friend's little brother caught my eye after a bad haircut. He came home and slunk in, m...
(Disclaimer: This story is a work of fantasy; names and places are products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously.) Rose Byrne: The Badge Sucker Of all the corrupt police cities in the world she had to walk into his, reclining in his big comfy chair with her bare feet propped on his big comfy desk, her long sun kissed legs disappearing behind ye...
I've been in this concrete room for a month. I think. The days blurred together, maybe it's only been a couple weeks. I had traveled to Somalia to see more of the world; visit the vibrant villages and beautiful beaches. The occurrences of pirate kidnapping has drastically reduced in the last few years, and I wasn't all that concerned about it when I came her...
My husband and I have a little friendly wager going. We both think our own holes are the best. I'm convinced that my holes are excellent at milking a hard cock, and he's certain that his are even better. To make the wager even, we're ignoring my warm and slippery cunt hole and focusing on the things we have in common: our mouths and our asses. This weekend...
He is sleeping now after coming to me three times this night and taking what he wanted he finally sleeps. I have never been able to refuse him, and never will. He is buried as deep inside my soul as often as inside my body and I know without a doubt that I could never leave him. Even in his sleep he still wants me. His large member hard and straining beneat...
Ours is a love-hate relationship. With our extremely similar and clashing personalities and matching levels of intelligence, the ups are very, very high and the lows are very, very low. While we agree completely on many relevant issues, the things on which we have different opinions always bring out the screaming matches that wake the few remaining neighbors...
seven - the present The lashes of the whip continue to fall like a drenching rain. My legs tremble, and i feel my knees wanting to buckle, but i keep biting my lip, fighting to stay on my feet. Then my safe-word rushes from my mouth like water from a bursting dam, and i collapse onto my knees. The pulleys on the weight-machine-that-was whir loudly, and my h...
Although the blindfold concealed the fire raging in Sylvia's eyes, her flushed cheeks and ragged breath hinted that she was ready for what Tom had planned next. Draped over a purple velvet settee, her knees were bound to the legs they straddled, her forearms wrapped together in satin ribbon behind her back. She firmly grasped the silver ball in her left hand...
Kirsty had been off work for three days now. She had a throat infection and could barely speak. Her throat was very hot and dry constantly. Although it was nice to have time off and the house to herself she was getting increasingly bored. Her room was tidy, she had plucked her eye brows, waxed her pubic hair all off making her pussy all neat and very young...