It had to have been a dream. Had to have been. The black hairs he found on his pillow the next morning—the lingering scent—just coincidences. A submissive Asian teenage girl in black leather bondage gear who had admitted to him in the afterglow that she'd only ever done it before with her blonde best friend, who was also Batgirl—clearly a wet dream. Batgir...
This is a work of fiction and fantasy. Please excuse the mistakes in grammar I do not have an editor. Enjoy Pfanv ***** A happily married couple our twins away at college we had defied the odds the Twins a product of teenage hormones and prom night. With a lot of help from our parents and hard work, we both finished college and have good paying jobs. Jo...
Fake Breasts or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love My Body Fake breasts, they're everywhere. They're in girly magazines, movies, on the streets and in our homes. In the last decade we have been inundated with these ugly, gravity defying, unnatural attachments to the female form, and this blitz of ballooning busts seems unlikely to peter out in the nea...
Hideki Laboratories has been at the forefront of biotechnology for years as a satellite operation of Hideki Technology, but most only know of a few of their breakthroughs that proved to be profitable, usually medical applications for ways to better administer drug treatments to particular parts of a body via 'smart pills', or 'organic bandages' to help a pat...
Aslam was indeed going fast in his luxury jeep ,he was in hurry as he has to reach on a wedding of none other than him as it was his fourth wedding ,all of her previous wives died leaving behind many children. But all of his children were either residing in village or staying at hostel and used to occasionally visit with only one purpose to collect their poc...
I have been thinking about how many wives there are like me, that when our hubby makes love to us, they like to talk dirty. There's nothing wrong with talking dirty, it does get me wet, hot, and ready for his dick. Then he tells me that I need another dick, and how he would like for me to bring home a cream pie for him. It's the same crap over and over. Lo...
This is part one of a longer story. Some of this is based on a true story, but names have been changed, and details have been embellished. I hope you enjoy my story. ***** I hated my husband's work events. I didn't know anyone and we were usually the only white people there—he worked at a sports and rap entertainment company. Still, this time was different...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** My bedroom in Bel Air... My gorgeous wife Kim Kardashian is looking at her perfect self in the full length mirror, admiring what we all do... her absolutely awesome gorgeousness from head to toe. She's got on her custom made white, with gold trim, silk bathrobe. It perfectly con...
It was the best of times; it was the worst of times. As Richard Ens ("Dick" to his friends) lay looking up at the water-stained ceiling in a seedy St. Petersburg motel room he mused that, while it may have been the age of wisdom, it was damn sure also the age of foolishness. As the light from the now burgeoning sunrise eclipsed the darkness, he wondered whet...
Joni Sullivan was a fashion designer, not a big name designer, not a well-known designer, not really a good or experienced designer, not even a full time fashion designer. That was more or less Joni's full life story, not the most beautiful girl in her hometown, not a good student, she was a shy young girl and an awkward teenager who didn't play sports and c...