====WARNING!!!WARNING!!!========= This is THE most perverted story I have EVER written (so far!). It covers many topics, F/F, D/S. Humil, WS, Scat and a few things that I don't think even HAVE abbreviations. However, it does NOT have incest, pedo, S&M or snuff. It IS extremely scatological, however. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!! If you don't like the sound of th...
It was our fifteenth day together, and we were downstairs in the kitchen when she said to me, "I need you to suck me now." She said it so matter of factly that it was as though she was asking me to take out the garbage but my heart skipped a beat in excitement. "Yes, my dear!" I answered eager to obey her wishes. Yes I know, what a bottom bitch. We went ups...
I have decided to reveal all, regardless of the severe pressure being placed on me by agents hired (I strongly suspect) by Johnnie Canlick and the Freeks: the beautiful red-haired, green-eyed, lightly freckled Ginger Freek, 36, and her daughter Debby, 18, of similar appearance, if somewhat taller at 5'10". Two more cock-hardening, long limbed beauties would...
I have received so many emails regarding my post 'The Art of Scat' where I am asked hundreds of questions that I decided to write here the most relevant ones for all of you to read as well as my answers. Thank you all for your support and interest, and very soon I will continue writing about my other experiences! 1. LadyinPink: "Did you really had to eat t...
Author's Note: The Village Sluts is a story focused around two women who continue to grow their bond and fall in love as they experiment with their shared fetishes. This story, therefore, contains strong scat and pee play. This includes smearing, tasting, eating, soiling, etc. If you do not share these fetishes, please stop reading. If you do continue to re...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - Waking up in a bad mood on Monday morning, trailer park girl Breanna drives her aunt, uncle and cousin Kate insane with her antics. But when bitchy nympho Breanna selects two guys to satisfy her sexually, maybe even she should have been more discerning! This kinky sex comedy set in the early 1990s contains strong language and adu...
Author's Notes: Truth is stranger that fiction! This story is based on the less-than-illustrious career of a friend of mine who, like me, has been a computer programmer his whole life. And like me, he's also an aspiring writer, though as far as I know he's never written any pr0n. For various reasons, he isn't at liberty to write about some of these events, b...
Laura pressed on the sides of her nostrils, hoping, like playdoh, her large peanut shaped nostrils would reform into normal circular or at least bean shaped ones. But it was no such luck as it popped right back into place. She always felt like a hog because of her giant nostrils, the only saving grace was her big, dark rimmed glasses; it made her look like s...
I looked at the water melon seed, torn pineapple fiber, and indescrible brown goo. A handful of tropical warm ocean water lapped onto the blue air mattress and washed it all away. It was gone again. I heaved again. Only stringy, white spit came out of my mouth. Over the last hour, the fare had become less interesting. The sick pain in the gut had turned into...
What had started out as a fun hiking trip had quickly turned into a disaster. When we set out for Gallow Mountain, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, we'd planned a whole weekend around the trip. We packed up the car and set out on our road trip, excited to hike, climb, explore, and relax. Blake stopped and doubled over, his hands on his knees. He groaned audib...