"We're going to play tonight, we're going to pretend, okay?" he whispered, though in truth it wasn't really a question. She was blindfolded, her favorite game, and he'd taken the gossamer red scarf she wore in her hair and wrapped it loosely across her mouth as a makeshift gag. Even her arms were bound, tied at the wrist to the headboard with her studded le...
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" I do. It's all sweat and blood and falling and rising crest. Her skin's sweet and smooth. Mine's rough, old and hard. I have all flower of cock in her. She feels it opening her up, stretching her, making her anew. "How are you?" I ask from across the street. She smiles and waves. "I can't hear you! Come over here!" I do. The walls pe...
Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction, and no part of this original work may be used without express consent of the author. All characters are of legal age of consent. Please vote and submit feedback! * Joy's back arched, her toes curling as she felt the rush of her orgasm coming. She grabbed Rich's hair, clawing at him as she screamed through h...
Ch. 5: You Ain't Finished Yet When I finally came to, the first sensations that I recognized were that of silk sheets moving beneath my skin and the scent of roses gently invading my nostrils. I opened my eyes and furtively looked around, still in a state of confusion, my mind still not working quite right. I was in an enormous bed, draped in luxuriant silk...
Aaron took the red strip from her hand, pulled her up to her feet, and motioned with his finger to 'turn around'. Fabianna did just that, started to turn until she had her back to him, her facing the bed. Aaron took her right hand, pulled it behind her back, and started to tie the red strip around her right wrist. Tight, but not tight enough to cut off blood...
***DISCLAIMER: Everyone in this story is over 18*** She didn't know if she would be able to accommodate him, but there he was, pressed against her. Emma looked up to see hard eyes looking down at her, intentionally unforgiving. There was no comfort here; this would not be soft. He parted her legs further, stretching them as he made his way into her. The...
"Isn't my wife beautiful Dan? Isn't she?" Now what kind of question is that? Rennell is extremely attractive to me. She's got that plus size physique I just love to handle, if I may. But honestly, she knew this; we knew this, Rennell and me. Her name is French. It was her great grandma's. She has the cutest short and thick hair that is medium light brown in...
**Author's Note** Once again- work of amateur fiction, horrible speller, and goes better in sequence (I would assume, you may prefer to skip around and read only the chapters you like). Thanks to all of my friends for suffering through reading this. :D ** * I walk around the mall, prowling for a job. I've been sleeping in the cemetery for a week now, and...
Solo writing by Gypsy Chapter 1: The Beginning They met when he interviewed her to replace his retiring secretary. Seated in front of his desk, Laura did not appear nervous, but rather was like a coiled spring, locked down tightly. A 40-something woman, more generously proportioned than was the fashion but attractively dressed, she listened to John attenti...
"Why would anyone want anal sex?" That is what friend of mine said recently, and as I lie here with my arms and legs tied to the corners of my bed, and my stretched asshole dripping with lube, it's an easy question to answer. I didn't always love anal, but I have always loved mind blowing orgasms, and who doesn't? It just happens that what makes me cum har...