"This looks stupid," Mirin said and pulled at her dress. She hadn't worn one since prom, ten years ago that night, but she chose it for that reason. "Couldn't agree more," her mother said, glancing back and forth from the tv. "Thanks, Mom," Mirin groaned. Anxiety swirled and coiled inside her guts, it turned her blood cold, even tamed her inexorable cock,...
I'm really sorry that this chapter took so long to come out. Apparently all it took for me to finish it was a global pandemic. --- The gravity of what they'd done didn't hit Alex until the drive home. He'd sucked Zoey's cock. It had been a moment of weakness; he'd been hurt and vulnerable and Zoey had comforted him. Alex had confessed to her his attraction...
All characters are 18 years old or older. I am struggling with part nine of Mr. Robinson. So in the meantime I have written this one shot for your consumption. It is nestled in the Shawverse but is a standalone and so doesn't greatly impact any major story arcs. I hope you enjoy it. If you have any suggestions for this story or any others feel free to contac...
Author's Note: Plot chapter this time around. This is the penultimate chapter for the story. The final chapter (?) comes out next month. *** "Everyone will see," Alisa grumbled and picked at the strained fabric around her crotch. Beside her, Bianca turned and modelled in front of a mirror, less concerned with being seen than how she was seen. "Can't help...
Author's Note: This story contains futa on male, oviposition (Egg laying) as well as a little domination stuff. As always, I appreciate feedback and I hope you enjoy. All characters in this story are over 18 years of age. ***** Isaac tilted his cowboy hat back as he leaned up against the fence. It had been several months since he had heard rumors about the...
"Sweet Persephone," he murmurs in my ear. His cock is hard and presses between my cheeks through layers of cotton and wool. "I cannot wait. I must have you now." My priorities are different, but I can multitask. "As you wish, Professor," I say, parting my legs and lifting my skirt. I bend over, leaning on the table with the translations in front of me. His...
La ville de Fort-Sépia était un endroit sans histoire. Les jours et les nuits qui s'y écoulaient se déroulaient généralement sans imprévus, et le soir ou commence cette histoire ne semblait pas faire exception à la règle. Au milieu des maisons plongées dans l'obscurité, une seule se démarquait. Ses fenêtres allumées et les silhouettes qui bougeaient, sans pa...
The thrum of her phone tore Carmen's gaze from her book on archaeology. Who was it this time? She checked the date; probably Leah. Opening e-mail, she was struck by another picture of Leah Adams, topless and beaming at the camera with one arm hefting up her breasts. A half empty glass of milk sat in the background. When Carmen wrote the change, she hadn't e...
Carmen glanced back around the corner, watching Zoey leave the short redhead of Gretchen's group. Rachel, if she recalled. They were of equivocal height, though the tanned girl still retained a couple of inches on her friend. How long would that last? She resumed her path to the classroom, doubtful that she could help more than she already had, not without t...
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...