This is my first attempt at writing erotica, and it reflects many of the fetishes I have, although some of them are too nasty even for me. My idea was reaching the limits of an almost unexplored niche, hope some people out there enjoys it and even leave a comment. ***** 1 Maddeline was in panic. A few meters away from her, the train was closing its doors...
"Chelsea," I stopped her again as she opened the restroom door. She turned and smiled at me as she said, "I was afraid you didn't actually know that." "I do, and I will definitely remember it," I said as I pulled out my wallet and took a card from within. "Friday night... 7:00pm... text or call and let me know where to pick you up." I stepped up beside her...
There I sat, naked and bound to a chair. The rope was tightly bound over my boobs, digging into my nipples, hurting them, making my massive boobs look like four globes instead of two. A rope ran over my crotch too, digging into my labia, rubbing against my clit, creating a painful yet pleasant sensation. Trupti stood a few feet away from me. Also completely...
This is the final chapter of me Xi High School's Dangerous Darling series. If you made it this far, I appreciate it and hope you enjoyed the series. ...... Outside the hotel, eighteen-year old Chang Zhuo handed money to a seated bearded man dressed in a shirt with tears in it, blue jeans, black shoes. An empty food can sat beside the man. The man was ho...
Chapter 1 Hell on earth is a crowded subway train at 6:00 a.m. in the morning, Adele thought, looking at the bent heads and blank faces of her fellow straphangers. She rode the number two train downtown to 23rd Street, where she played executive assistant to her psychotic boss: Mindy Corentini. Mindy was a trust fund baby. The only child of Apollo Corenti...
My name is Lionel. I'm a tall, good-looking, nineteen-year-old black man. A mocha-skinned, curly-haired, pretty-faced brother who routinely makes heads turn. That's just me, babes! I live in Boston and I'm an easy-going, fun kind of guy. Many people would call me a thief and a liar. I choose to think of myself as an entrepreneur. The kind of man who grabs an...
A girl let's call her Wendy was a highly attractive college girl that was desired by every man in college she was homecoming queen of her high school but was far from what people would call a slut. Wendy was highly conservative and had a good head on her shoulders she also never really had much sexual experiences even though she had been curious about what a...
As Doll was getting ready to close up for the night she still felt very odd. She was sweating and felt like she could jump the bones of the next person who walked in. Luckily it had quieted down that evening so she didn't have that issue, she just couldn't wait to get home. As she locked the door she had noticed a dim blue glow shining through the front wi...
Author's Note: Big thank you to Secretsxywriter for editing and helping me to make this story better. *** For the first time in weeks, I woke up rested. It was like rising from a grave. When I moved, the dried-up sperm on my skin cracked and broke my relaxed mood. The previous night came crashing in. If only it had been a wet dream, but the stuff was all o...
It was a Christmas to forget. That was what Daniella continued to tell herself as she sat on the cold metal bench outside the bus stop. Her hands were clutching her purse. It was something she did was when was nervous. It was cold outside but she was stubborn. She was not going to go inside and try to look inconspicuous. She had higher standards then that....