The women came in advance of their husbands. There was much pumping of their clits to be done. But first they would have their pussies, shaved, powdered and lightly feathered by cunt worshippers of every sexual persuasion. The goal was to induce nature, for one night, to magnify and grow in a bridled stimulation exercise. To excite and hold and build and...
Tuesday, three a.m., a sudden noise woke me and I instinctively felt for my wife, Sue. She wasn't in bed with me. Though she rarely woke at the witching hour of three a.m., when she did she would roam the kitchen looking for some oral satisfaction—a sweet or a beer. Since we sleep naked, she would roam naked and then stand naked at the open window. Because t...
This is purely dream based. Had it this morning. Potentially a five-part story revolving around a possible sociopath art instructor with a niche for dark arts and an African American student of his whose world slowly opens to his dark one. Mild degradation, non-consent, but eh, ehhhh, he has blue eyes and black hair; he can do whatever he wants. -----------...
This is another of those stories where I've lost the one's I wrote to this person prior. Lina is a full-bodied young thing with amazing curves and Justina is her petite friend. ***** I arrive at the apartment, at the address that you have given me. I check the message on my phone to make sure I've got it right before I knock. No sooner have a knocked when...
Venos reclined in the bath-house of Mask's Bounty, a pleased smile on his lips. Iliara, Cyra, and himself had spent a few days under Myrynda's care, the two ladies not quick to leave the comfortable bedchamber they had been sharing with the drow. Venos, for his part, had been given his private lodging as well as credit to spend however he wished, be it booze...
Gas, Grass or Ass © Literocat 2010 This is my delayed entry in the 2010 National Nude Day event. "You can kiss my ass if you think I'm going to get all naked here on the street. Then you..." Four weeks ago Gena was merely a barely attractive, zoftig, distant, class acquaintance I desperately wanted sitting on my face. At 5'10" in flats and 170 lbs., she...
Hammer stared into the silvered glass with a knit brow. He didn't like what was going on here, not one bit. He hadn't lost any size, save for a measure of height, but the sharp angles of his face were not the strong features he remembered. Nor was the black skin and the mane of silver-white hair that gleamed in the faerie fire light his lover had conjured....
He'd walked three days on, and chose to stop at this plantation not for its occupants — he didn't know them anyway — but because it'd been left intact. The pillars that pretended to hold it up were white as ivory, the garden out front well-tended and colorful. A man could get work at a place this manicured. He only had a sack of clothes, and he had to put it...
{Real names have been changed; fictitious names have not.} After nearly two weeks we were getting used to living with one another and sleeping together without having sex. Even after I came home from my motel date with Huley and decided to sleep in my own bed Laura joined me sometime during the night. She must have heard the shower running and known that I...
"Billy, not down there!" It was too late. His son was flying down the steep brick driveway at a speed that would have intimidated Usain Bolt. Ninja cape flapping in the breeze, sneaker heels flashing bright red, he had dwindled into nothing in the blink of an eye. "Hi Tom." It was one of his neighbours, accompanied by two fairy princesses. "Hi Joel. Well,...