Into the Depths of Depravity Warning: This story contains graphic scenes depicting humiliation and pain. It also depicts male submission. PLEASE, do not read this story if you are offended by any of these topics. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the aut...
We laid on the bed as my lovers rubbed their limp cocks on my face and tits and smeared their last drops of sperm on my face and tits. The phone rang. It was Varun. I lay between two men, my tits were in their hands, their dicks were slathering the sperm on my boobs and cheeks and I was talking with my dear hubby. What an irony. Varun told me that he brought...
One of these days, I want us to be so raw and primal with each other, acting on every impulse, not censoring ourselves at all. We both unleash every destructive, raunchy impulse we have on each other. We hit each other and fuck with aggression and intensity, piss on each other, say everything, do everything. We agree to let the other indulge every lewd, obsc...
Author's note: The Depths of Depravity series is an anthology of short, stand-alone stories. They're written from a first- and second-person perspective, with the first-person character being a nameless, faceless, dominant man, and the second-person character a submissive woman. I've kept the physical descriptions of these characters as light as possible, so...
Sandra was so content with her foul deeds of lust that she felt upset in the retreat of her gang banger's because somehow this had been the only time she had been free to feel at all with her role as sage to Morris town. The men were retreating to a life of normalcy after a wild climax to their spell which was the offering of Sandra's cunt. Her nipples were...
For Cinner Most couples, when they consider vacations, envision the tropics and palm trees, time lazed away smelling of coconut and sunscreen, or travelling to wine country, tasting virgin vintages before their time, or bundling up in flashy gear to hit the slopes during the day and then hitting the clubs and hot tubs during the night. But this couple was...
It been a while sense Inga captured me. I been a while sense she integrated and broke me with her sexual powers. I was now her slave. I was now her slut and her whore. My leash was wrapped around the pole and I lay naked. My body was still quivering from one of her daily sexual orgasms. She brought me over the edge of pleasure till I was broken and could har...
I am addicted to sex. I probably have been since I discovered my father's porn collection at 13. Even now I have been inspired to confess this by my lover- a married siren with a sadistic streak. I have found the time to write whilst waiting in for a sex toy to be delivered that I shall shortly be begging her to fuck me with. So yes. I am addicted to sex. I...
Foreword: A quick scene which popped into being for no apparent reason. In this one, it's Melissa's once-a-week personal time, a time where she lets rip and allows her mind a free run. It was fun to write. I hope you get some enjoyment out of it. Thank you for reading. GA - Da Nang, Vietnam - 2nd of May 2015. *** She's dressed for sex. Nothing more ela...
WARNING The following story features acts preformed either by fictional professionals or under the supervision of fictional professionals. Accordingly, I and the voices in my head must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any act or form of depravity preformed in this story. Unless, you're horny and feel like it... EnjoyWhat's next? Special De...