Lying alone amongst the glowing flora within the Lamia Priestess's chamber, Aria slowly came out of her deep trance—a wide smile still spread across her face. Not until the sluggish maiden climbed to her feet did she realize that she was nude and missing memory of how she ended up asleep beside a massive, black-barked tree. Panic quickly took hold. Had she p...
Aileen walked in to the tiny shop on the corner. It was her 18th birthday and her virgin skin had begun to shudder in anticipation. The shop was simply named Tattoo, and inside there stood "the Creeper" a seemingly filthy man covered in Indian black ink that, with time fades to a forest green. Scraggily brown grey beard streaked with left over lunch and hair...
Jeremy was cleaning the auction room of his old antique store headphones on and music blaring. The store itself was older than he was but the business had been passed over to him by his grandfather. Reminiscing about the past, Jeremy didn't notice a shadow figure suddenly appearing and had started stalking him from behind. Noticing the eerie atmosphere Jerem...
My insecurity continued to grow with each passing day during the next three weeks, as did the insecurities of the other 12 white husbands in our little condo community. Each day during the work week while the husbands worked, the young black stud had all of our wives hanging around him at his soon to be gym. The white wives continued assisting and preparin...
Dave is a 32 year old with a secret makeup fetish. He is long term unemployed, through disability (back trouble). Jan is his wife, she is 44 years old and the owner / manager of a local beauty salon. She loves Dave but is very worried about Dave's wondering eyes. As usual Dave was at home resting his bad back and Jan was at work, earning the money that k...
Co-Written by Phil Velasquez Sunlight and shadow strobed through the bus windows as Scylla contemplated the ancient forest beyond the winding country road. She had to admit the southeast of France, at the foot of the Alps, was beautiful this time of year. A rich feast of greens and earthy rusts, dotted by the occasional contrasting farmhouse. A passing sig...
Slave M and Slave G Together As you can most likely imagine, putting the two slaves together in one room was going to present some problems. Slave m was used to getting herself off as well as receiving an occasional fucking from me. Now they would have each other to play with and I would have divide my time between them, or play with them together as a thre...
I left the hotel around 5:30 am, having serviced with cunt & mouth three of the night boys. All paid me 100 euros. In financial terms, my first night as a whore had been excellent. My meeting with my very estranged husband less so. Why was I married to the only straight man who didn't want to fuck me? Still onwards as they say... On the down side I had not f...
All characters are over the age of 18. ***** "Sandious! Jabber-talking, slack-jawed, lemmings. The lot of you be silent!" I sling a stone across the short distance at the queued retches. Standing on the ebony pier into the murk that is the river Styx, the gathered crowd of regret-squalling, tear-burbling, religious-postulating souls finally goes silent,...
At my sister's recommendation, I checked out the new tattoo artist in my apartment complex. "You'll love him, " she said. "He's like a surgeon," she said. I had my doubts. I had been searching long and hard for the perfect guy to trust with my body. I was planning on slowly becoming, I guess, the Illustrated Woman. I wanted one perfect artist for all my work...