Over the next few days I repeatedly pleasured myself as I studied the lovely cursive AC brand Agatha Crush had shown me. I couldn't stop wondering about how it might look on my bottom. Fortunately there were plenty of videos on the web about how to create a temporary tattoo. By scanning the image of Professor Crush's AC monogram I was able to transfer a basi...
The brutal cold that brought shrieks of discomfort to four of the women leaving the church late that Saturday afternoon was typical for Calgary in January. After a few polite, but hurried words to each other, bringing into question the true climate of Hell, four of them made their way through the bottle blue dusk to their frozen Corollas and Windstars. The f...
Prologue Sunlight poked through the cracks of the window shutters; glittering rays dancing across the tower room floor's cold grey stones. Fioraluna hadn't opened the shutters, unable to stand the sight of another perfect day. The scene would be the same as always—the tall grass in the field rolling and swaying in the breeze as well as the deep green forest...
Peter stood at the front door of his parents' house and waved goodbye to his mom and dad as they drove off in their car to the airport and their two week vacation in the Caribbean. He closed the door behind him, ran up the stairs to his bedroom where he stripped off his jogging bottoms and tee-shirt and hurried into his bathroom. He had the house to himself...
He holds my hand as we cross the entrance room and get to the club doors. He opens one door and allows for me to enter first. Immediately the air is warmer and damp. My eyes adjust to the dimmed lights as I feel Dominic wrap his arm around my waist. Suddenly I feel much more confident with him beside me, I notice how snuggly I fit in the crook of his arm. He...
It was shameful and indecent. I stood there naked, with a crowd of fully clothed women in attendance as Karlie knelt before me and worked her face in between my thighs. Karlie lapped at my wet, throbbing sex and when I squirmed and moaned in a shamelessly libidinous way, Karlie clamped her mouth over my swollen labia and her tongue went deep inside of me. I...
V2 ***** (Ryan) "I cannot believe you married Jesse Summer," I called out. I was visiting my dad for the holidays in Los Angeles. I planned on staying a couple weeks since it'd been a few years since we'd seen each other. I'd just gotten in that morning, and in our old habit, we went to work on my car as we caught up. I was on my back on a mechanic cre...
(This is a piece of fiction, and please enjoy it as so. Enjoy.) Tisha Miller prepared her husband's breakfast, for this day at work as she did most mornings. Frying eggs, bacon, sausage and mushrooms she plated the food and walked over to place it front of her husband. She was still dressed for bed; wearing a purple, silk nightdress that reached her knees...
This is a continuation of Weekend at Brianna's, (don't you love the allusion to Weekend at Bernie's) and the conclusion of Scott's sale of his slaves. This chapter contains lesbian sex, public sex, oral sex, and regular sexual intercourse. No STD's exist in this fantasy world. Ch 35 - Weekend at Brianna's, Pt 2 ***** SCOTT What the fuck had just happened...
Chapter 6 I tossed and turned all night sleeping for short periods, but afraid I would oversleep or that the clock wouldn’t go off. About 4:30 I got up. I reasoned I’d need some extra time anyway so I got started. I sat on the toilet thinking about my douche. Somehow a douche seemed so much more acceptable than an enema. I tossed my gown on the bed and fill...