Melanie had been Abigail Somner's best friend as long as either of them could remember. They had grown up nearby each other, gone to school together and now were about to launch into their college careers together. Mel had always been the prime mover, the 'go getter' of the pair. Abi was quieter, more introspective, in fact she was just plain shy. Neverthel...
Welcome to Simplicity. This story of three couples is a work of fiction. Like all great fiction, it's based in fact. To those who might think they recognize themselves in the story, it's not you. To those who might think they know where to find Simplicity, it's not there. But it might be close by. Copyright © 2010. All rights reserved. Chapter 1, Scene 1...
Warning: This story contains graphic scenes depicting pain and humiliation. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincident...
Gloria turned the hot water on in her shower. Her black curls were matted and her face and breasts were sticky from the fountains of cum that had washed over her that night. Her sore pussy was still leaking cum down her leg. The cum in her ass was still pooled in her. It would probably trickle out over the rest of the night. She was exhausted from the fuckin...
I grew up with one really good friend all of my life. Billy had been my best pal since we were in first grade. In fact most people thought that we were brothers. He and his parents lived a few blocks over, and since my older sister seemed to have control over what was happening at my house, I spend a majority of my free time at his. It got to the point where...
Sara set down her suite case, and almost flopped onto the bed. The motel room she had booked into was small, but clean and nicely furnished, and the bed seemed like heaven after twenty- two hours sitting in an airplane. She was amazed at how exhausting sitting and doing nothing could be, and the jet lag was catching up with her already. It was an effort to g...
Pleasure wreathed her cock. Velvet walls undulated against the shaft, while the cervix and womb suckled the head as it slid back, then buckled on the return thrust. The room reeked of sex, a heady mixture of sweat, pussy and dick. Tendrils hooked into her sinuses, compelling her to create more. Moisture spattered her thighs and drooled from her cock when it...
Theatre de Amore resides solely in the realm of fantasy. Everyone in this series is a consenting adult (18+ years of age). (Elements contained in this story include: voyeurism/exhibitionism, group sex - MFF, MF, MMF, fellatio/cunnilingus, MF sex). This chapter is the direct follow up of Chapter 2, and is unlikely to make much sense if you haven't read that s...
It was a beautiful May morning at the resort on the southern peninsula of Costa Rica. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. The sound of the waves softly crashing into the beach could be heard nearby. Megan was drinking a cup of coffee on her large hotel balcony as she took in the relaxing peacefulness of her time alone, away from family. She missed her husband a...
Copyright Issues: Nonprofit fiction. Bard's Song around the end is based off Bertold Brecht's poem "To our Posterity." Intro: The world of Dunia is similar to ours, where men and monsters evolved in similar forms, and lived side-by side with many continents and countries. The Continent of Ermor has two empires locked in a war for supremacy: Human Holy-Les...