Dior Rouge Stories

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Nyomi Banxxx Strapons Mr. Marcus

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

One fine summer night in the City of Los Angeles, California, three African-American porn stars got together for a night of fun. A big, muscular Black stud along with two bodacious Black ladies. The Black gentleman in question was none other than Mr. Marcus, world-famous African-American porn star. Handsome, virile and well-endowed, this Black stud special...

Thai Wife does Stranger in Hotel

by StarfireMayo on May 22, 2018
Loving Wives

The work is copyrighted to the author © 2018. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to the story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. *** Dear Reader: Some people are not comfortable with their own sexuality and they object to lady-boy, cuckold and bi-sexual stories. That is okay - to those people I would sugges...

Whores Make Great Wives Pt. 04

by erectus123 on Nov 21, 2017
BDSM

Pt. 4- FRENCH WHORES MAKE GREAT WIVES The Japanese Ambassador's Crimes {The teller of this tale, Gaspardo Del Tornet, talks of his life experiences. Gaspardo is a French citizen born in Aix-en-Provence of a father who was very strict, being a Sergeant in the French military and born of a French Moroccan mother, who was a baker, specializing in chocolate fi...

Pussy Lips

by AlinaX on Feb 26, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Fiona's lips look pretty in pink. I chose the perfect shade for this experiment. "Is it safe?" she asks, belatedly, and I shrug in response. Pink lipstick. Magical pink lipstick - although it's not the magic that makes me want to kiss her, and in front of her fiancé too. I wonder what my wife will say about me wanting to kiss another woman. I wonder if my w...

The Man Who Fucked His Way Across... Ch. 01

by Hugopossetposset on Sep 2, 2017
Fetish

The Man Who Fucked His Way across Chelsea and Back Again Ch. 01 One day I became Hugo Posset. How, I can't tell you, but that doesn't matter. I became Hugo Posset, a well respected London art gallery owner, good looking, a mere 22 years of age with a big cock. Before I was Hugo, I was an East End barrow boy, with a penchant for posh girls and an insatiable...

Rouge Succubus

by TheTask on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

Note: Just a short side story to The Lost Lord, purely for masturbation material. I whipped this up in about three hours, so it shouldn't be terribly great, I figured Little Rouge could use a little loving, with five other guys. She talks weird. I just made her drag out single letter and two letter words for fun Little Rouge: Sex in the City "Rouge, may I...

Once You Go Human...

by ottofromire on Oct 6, 2020
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

It was one innocent phone call that started it all for Rouge. Her cell rang as she was lounging about in her apartment, and she answered it with a bored expression. "Yes?" "Hey. Got a lead for you" came a familiar voice from the other line. It was a contact of hers, a pawn shop owner that she occasionally got some good info from. "I think this might be a bi...

A Pirate's Tale

by Celeste Jolie on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Charlotte sank down into her chair a little more and brought the pint up to her face to conceal her identity. Her cutting blue eyes followed the man from the door to the bar. His sword hung keenly from his hips, his boots were of worn black leather but were still in great condition. He wore a long, red wool coat with polished gold buttons and his dark wavy h...

Wicked Fairy Tales: Red Wolf

by blackwolf88 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"Are you sure you have everything?" "Yes mother: the wine, the bread, the medicine, the dried meats, my boots, my knife, my gloves, and my other knife, am I missing anything else?" Said the young woman exasperated as she tied her russet cloak. "I'm sorry sweetie," said the older woman, "in my eyes you will always be my little Rouge" "I'm not so little an...

Mike Hammer - Chinatown Ch. 04

by Dwolfy on Jul 25, 2018
Romance

3 Days Earlier The air smelled of wet concrete. Not a bad smell, but nothing that anyone would associate with good memories either. Just the smell of things that make up a city: rain, concrete buildings, sidewalks, and broken dreams. He walked in through the marble lobby of the somewhat seedy office building. The Metropolitan had seen better days, Mike th...