Hey all! Here's another orphaned short I don't really know what to do with, so I thought I'd give it to you guys. It's a fun story of succubus corruption, male to female transformation, drunken lust, corruption, and milkings. ***** Daylight burned away in violets and golds atop the distant mountains. Night began to stretch its long fingers through the fo...
a story by DEE - the wife of the Marriedpervs We'd fought about a tiny little thing. It was what we were going to do for the holidays. I wanted the Maldives, he wanted Europe. He stormed out after it got ugly. Fuck him. I would show him I wasn't going to sit around and wait. I dressed hot. Short skirt, silky blouse, no bra, g-string knickers and the new spi...
It was Saturday night and I was all alone in the house. My mother and sister had gone out to the cinema an hour earlier and I was happy to be by myself for a change. Literally. I was dressing, slowly and carefully, watching myself in the mirror as I did so. I slowly slid my sister's tiny black thong panties up my legs and over my thighs. I turned around and...
After many long hours of work I was finally ready for the weekend. More importantly, I was going to test out the new toys that I had been working on, and the slut that I call my own was going to be paying the price for my inventiveness. It was going to be a very long weekend for her. At precisely 6pm I heard her key in the door and a few minutes later she p...
Hi reader, this starts out as a pure none consent interracial, with a slight lesbian twist at the end, hope you enjoy? Vic Cable had just walked up the garden path from the rear of his house; he hadn't used the front way because it was longer to drive around it than to do it this way. He had had to return home unexpectedly, he had bought a brand new, very...
Samantha heard the dungeon door unlock, she was cold, tired, hungry and thirsty. All her limbs had gone numb and the silence in the dungeon was deafening, now and again the scurrying feet of the mice across the stone floor broke the silence. She heard footsteps on the wooden stairs and prayed that Damian would release her. Several hours earlier she had been...
I notice the over plush carpet that muffled the sound of my black stilettos as I walked down the richly decorated hallway searching for your room number. I found myself wondering if the rooms were as well done and as...soundproofed. I find your room and brush a hand over my hair to smooth it in place and reach down to check the length of my skirt. Satisfied...
Chapter 1 Sluttage Some women are born sluts Some achieve slutdom Some have slutdom thrust upon them I could be called an undercover slut. Some people have suggested that growing up in a brothel sowed the seeds of my slutdom. I was in fact the last of my group of friends to lose their virginity. I do have a fairly strict definition of being deflowered:...
I knocked on the door to the now very familiar suite at the Ritz, waiting for Mr. Johnson to allow me in. I knew he would just as all the others had. I expected some mild protest, some reticence in the beginning, but I knew my night would be a success. "Anita? What brings you here?" I entered without invitation into the lavish suite my company always prov...
Dedicated to my one and only...I submit to you, and you are so good to me. As they drove home he pulled her hand into his lap and her heart quickened feeling the hard bulge trapped in his pants. She leisurely stroked his cock, not looking at him, instead watching the scenery pass by. Her pussy felt slippery and swollen aching to feel her Master's cock fucki...