Every choice is important. Every life you hold in the balance can change your fate. Mercenary brutality, alien encounters, and perverse criminals. On Planet Oblivion you are not in control. You can only survive. Please feel free to add to this story. Just stick to the theme of it and beyond that, anything goes. Have fun :) What's next? Jason Grimes Lisa Ca...
My name is Claire Fullerton, I am event groom for Hilary Furness-Smyth one of the UK's top riders, I am also her lover having left my previous life as an app developer to pursue love and my more bizarre tastes. When I last wrote to you I shared the story of the day when Sarah, Hilary's other full time groom and part time lover, double crossed me. She made H...
The radio was blaring some pop music song; she doesn't know what song, she wasn't really paying attention. She was stuck in traffic on the highway after a really long week at work, she'd been pulling over time for months now and hadn't had sex in weeks, she was too tired all the time. Oh, she was dying for some rock hard cock to pound her hot tight pussy....
Raion was thirty two and extremely bored. Life had become easy, pupils came to His door daily asking for tuition and in general He refused. Money had never interested Him, there had always been enough and now because of His modest needs He was comparatively comfortable with no intention of seconding His own studies for the simple acquisition of wealth. His...
This is taken from a running email dialogue between a very sensual dominant woman and a submissive male - each in search of what the other has: Call this Part 1 Miss, I am infatuated with your note below: "What is it about a subtle shift in a glance, a slow lowering of lashes, a gentle throbbing of veins on the side of a long, thick neck that tells you ev...
We walked up the driveway, silently, the nervous excitement palpable in the air and in us. I gave Lily a once over, she looked incredible, dressed in a quaint top and shorts. Her long blond hair flowing down her back in loose curls, all the way to her ass. I stared at her bottom longingly. Darren had forbidden me to touch it, deeming it as his 'property'. O...
Grand opening. The Museum of Modern Art has once again proven its sure instinct for what will bring the hordes of the City's fine people. The Human in Erotic Art – A Sensual Travel Through Centuries. Or, one might figure, the shrewd museum management has realized that also the posh crowd yearns for good ol' porn. Regardless of which, even this exclusive, inv...
Sam was feeling down. He was 2 months into his college experience, and had very little to show for it. His grades were fine, but he had a hard time talking to girls. Sam was 6'3", and out of shape. He knew he had a very big dick, but you can't exactly lead with that. His social life was a bust. He had decided to stay at the local college, while all his frien...
The house was dark and still. She opened the door, humming along with her mp3. She walked into the bathroom not even bothering to turn on the light. He jumped out from behind the door and grabbed around her neck. "Oh Sean, I'm not in the mood." He pulled her hair back, sharply. She looked up at the ceiling, grabbing her breath in soft gasps. "Shut up." H...
A Continuation of the slave college series * Michel Jenkins and Brent McMasters were freshmen at the slave college. After just celebrating their 18th birthdays, the boys had enrolled in the school, both for the academic achievements of past graduates, and because it was rumored there were 6 girls per guy on the campus. Being boys, both were thinking it wou...