Author's note: This is very silly, doesn't contain a whole lot of sex and is certain to offend a great deal of people who make the mistake of taking it seriously. Very fun to write, though :) ================ When Aziferal walked into Hermanarz' office his boss was pistoning into the new secretary, who was bent over the desk while her boss used her w...
Jerri pulled--well, tucked the leather bustier in that she'd purchased today at the Dungeonopolis Gift Shop. It had been expensive, but she really wanted Specs to be impressed. Jerri touched her purse, her fingers going inside to make sure the money was there. Alimony was an outrage, her friends and her parents had told Jerri; even more outraged would they...
It started out as a strangled moan, tossing and turning, a groan. Valerie twisted and turned, her eyes popping open and her mouth gaping in an effort to scream but nothing came out. Her fingers dug into the bed, her spine arched off the mattress, her skin seeming to tighten to her body, constrict her, force her bone to push out, trying to get free. Then her...
Hi, the name's Gough... Wank Gough! Not as in 'van go', which does sound a bit wanky come to think of it, but as in 'wank off'. I like to think it has resonances of wanking as an art form like how my name-sake Vinny's painting 'Starry night' immortalises my purple nozzled yoghurt spinner cumming like a fountain! What I'm trying to get across is the majest...
Authors Note: This is a massive story that was transferred from "editthis.into" to a more modern platform. The original work belongs to that of the original authors. We have corrected spelling issues, story issues, and removed content that breaks the rules. We also added lots of new content to wrap up or expand some popular storylines. It has somet...
This story is a fantasy. I haven't tried any of these things, and do not intend to outside of my mind. If you are stupid enough to try any of them don't blame me for any consequences. ********** This story will make more sense if you read Heat -- Freshman first. ************** Jim's name showed on the screen of my phone as I answered it. He didn't waste...
Disclaimer: I'm not a misogynist, though this story may convince you otherwise. Fantasies are fantasies, bro. Please practice safe, sane, and consensual sex. The Barrens district of Angel City sprawled out in front of Rebecca "Codeine" Lane. Almost every building in the place was a "habitation unit" repurposed from aggressively rectangular deep space shi...
Claire Fitzpatrick I've found myself on a moral ambiguity kick, a sign of brevity, and had decided to let the world in on my subconscious as I ruminated on 'taboo' subjects. It's not that I wanted people to be repelled by me, but I wanted to be repelled by them, sickened by their own repugnance. I've decided experience in a manner that is absorbing, penetr...
Willy Michael's tongue slithered in and out as fast as its poor root would let him. It felt as though it would come off at any minute. "Faster, baby, faster, if you want to lick my pumps," the soft feminine voice urged. Willy looked up at her naked flesh, her jutting breasts. Logging on to fetishcity.com had been the smartest thing he had ever done in his...
The orc wench was a nice distraction from the dismal living conditions in the camp, especially since the delightful Cindy was gone. Thomas hated the tents, the poor food, living outdoors, and the constant smell. Of course, the orc wench didn't smell that good either, but the comforts she provided made up for it. "Oona dear, be a love and refill my goblet."...