A Mewmew and Nelwin story. Mewmew Copyright Herself, used with permission "Faster *pant* give it all to me!" Mew cries and half begs, her long tail taken in his paw to hold on, his other paw gripping tightly onto her rump. Thrusting hard and slamming his large member as deep as he could go, her back arching, on her knees and resting on her elbows, head hu...
She reeked of it. Heat, musk. Definitely ovulating. Nonsmoker. Cute, brunette, no ring. I made quick eye contact, then stalked on past, coming back to my seat at the end of the bar before long. She glanced my way once. Good. I had to figure a way to cut her away from her herd. I lurked in wait. If I read the signs right, any minute now, she'd... yes, there...
I drive a sterilized knitting needle through my son's left nipple. Sowell grimaces, but he is sucking on one of my bloody tampons, and his buttocks hurt from the vicious caning I gave him earlier. I surprise Sowell—when he's coming out of the tub, wet, naked and vulnerable, I charge in with my whippy cane and leave red, bloody streaks all over his slim whit...
All persons are 18 or above. ***** "What does a writer of erotic romance do when he has broken his leg in three places, and may expect to be bed ridden in perhaps 6 months? Who can work with such a tiresome scenario." Marc looked at his wife and co-writer Jane, who was also author of the recent best-seller and femdom-novel "The Unmerciful Countess." Ever...
1 : Nihil inimicius quam sibi ipse There is blood in the room, but they can't find it. They know it's there. Blood always comes through. It can wait. For hours, days, since, there's been washing and rubbings, sprayings and windows opened, but a small colony of maggots has still managed to thrive on a chunk of forgotten lung tissue caught under a chair leg...
"This story is fictional and a continuation of "Forbidden Lovers MaryBeth's Desire" The near end of the semester had arrived and one by one the students were packing up their belongings, taking their last exams and heading home for the holidays. Christopher had all of his stuff ready and piled up in his room. He would not be leaving for another day or maybe...
It was getting ridiculous. It didn't seem to matter what I said, how I dressed, or how suggestively I behaved. I simply couldn't get a rise out of him. For nearly a year I'd done everything I could think of short of pulling down his pants. He acted as if I were just one more male colleague. Oh, he was polite, even friendly. He'd listen forever to anything I...
Androka, Madagascar The door to Spencer's cell opens, revealing a sliver of light that eventually floods the entire cell. Spencer looks up, but is blinded by the intense light. The feeling of evil flutters about him, but unlike any other time he feels it, this time it is different. He still feels the evil, but the intent of the being is different. This demo...
Chapter 3: The Accident Mike went to work on Monday. Around 9:30 am Mike got a call from Jamie. Mike's voice mail system recorded the whole call. "Hey dick head. I am going to fuck your wife tonight. That's right Marine boy. I am going to butt fuck and then cum in her mouth." Jamie went on for about twenty minutes when Mike figured out where he may be call...
Last winter, my wife Denise, had a company trip to Brazil to check on some of her suppliers. She convinced me to take a few days off work and fly down with her to get some sunshine. We live in the snowbelt and with the seasons being reversed, I was ready for some 90 degree weather by the time February rolled around the calendar. She had three days of meeting...