Gato O Gatos De Frank Zappa Stories

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Contos eróticos de garotas de anime

by Pedhs on Apr 22, 2025

MONSTRO COM TENTÁCULOS E KUROKA. Era noite, cerca de 23:30 e no meio de uma floresta escura e silenciosa, duas mulheres de cabelos pretos caudas e duas orelhas de Gato, usando um yukata preto corria em linha reta com uma face sereia. Essa era Kuroka Toujo, uma Nekomata e sua missão era exterminar um Slime mutante que havia saído do controle. Slimes são conhe...

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Starfucker Ch. 01

by Inosolan on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

(The tags i've provided apply to the story as a whole {so far} - and there may be more coming. This story is a patchwork of ideas and bits of plot i came up with over literally years. For background music, i recommend Joan Jett's version of "Starfucker", Zappa and the Mothers' "Road Ladies" and "What Kind of Girl Do You Think We Are?" and the DiVinyls' "I To...

Laura y la vergüenza en el parque

by mcenf on Apr 22, 2025

El cálido sol de mediodía brillaba en el tranquilo parque de la ciudad, un oasis de tranquilidad en medio del ajetreo de la vida urbana. El césped recién cortado exhalaba un aroma fresco, y los árboles extendían sus ramas, ofreciendo una bienvenida sombra a los pocos transeúntes que disfrutaran de su almuerzo al aire libre. Entre ellos se encontró a Laura, u...

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Therapy Ch. 06

by evals22 on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

Debra returned to her car the next afternoon, trying hard to keep her jacket closed. The women had decided to send her home sans panties and bra. She was tired and sore. Each woman, especially Julie, was a demanding lustful person. They had pushed and prodded every orifice of her body and worked her tongue so well that it hurt to move it. Debra flashed back...

The Stepbrother Ch. 08

by alupine on Oct 6, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It was early afternoon and the sun was beginning it's descent. High rise buildings contrasted against the faded green mountains in the far distance. It was less than a mile from the tall buildings to the beautiful white sand beaches of Ipanema in Rio de Janeiro. There were many people basking in the heat of the sun's rays and enjoying the cool ocean's waves....

Anal 101: Or How to Do It Right

by MUSICIAN4BBW on Sep 26, 2017
How To

Preliminaries: Note: The following is from the perspective of a heterosexual guy. Replace she with he, her with his, etc. if necessary. Many women yearn to try this last of the taboos, but there seem to be few statistics on how many like the experience, and even less information on how many repeat it. What follows is based on my own experiences, in the ho...

Therapy Ch. 01

by evals22 on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

They were high school sweet hearts. She was the cheerleader and he the football jock. Her name was Debra, she hated 'Debbie" and his David. Their friends called them double D. A bit of a reference to her ample chest and their overt sexuality. No one was surprised when they married right after graduation and moved away from the cold of Iowa to California. The...

A Swinging Party from the 70's Ch. 02

by Lricky on Feb 6, 2018
Anal

My friend Rick was married to Joanna but they divorced a few years after we had our first swinging party. I don't think the swinging had anything to do with getting a divorce. Since Rick remarried soon after to Nancy, I think probably he just wanted to move on. Nancy was a sweet petite woman with nice pert breasts about a 34B and a small ass. She was blond...

Hot August Afternoon

by PMDlite on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

It was an unusually hot stretch of weather, not atypical for the end of August, but still hot. I decided the garden deserved a little water in an attempt to at least say I tried to keep it alive, so I dragged the hose out and began to give it a good soaking. I looked over the fence and noticed our neighbors daughter was still home from college and had parked...

Passion of the Priest Ch. 01

by J.B.Shelton on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Horror

The first time I saw Nineveh, I had cotton balls in my ears. And I was drunk. I once considered that to be the worst of my sins. I was in a coffeehouse I'd never been in before, writing a review for a band I'd never heard of and was certain I'd probably never see again. The smoke choked me, and I sat near the door for quick escapes into the fresh air and a...