You were a bloodthirsty warmonger. Conflict was your bread, and carnage was your wine. You carved a path laden with corpses and entrails, all to feed your insatiable hunger for conquest. Your followers thousands strong, all fierce and loyal. Kings tremble when they hear your name, and peasants dare not utter it. A curse, a plague, a scourge upon the world. T...
Your workout continues, slut...... While you lay helplessly surrounded by hungry flesh, as judge and jury, I look deeply into your eyes and listen carefully to your tone as your words slip effortlessly from your tongue….. "Mistress, I am so ready to serve in any and every way imaginable. Aching to please you, my every orifice cries out to be filled. I cann...
Pushing the front door of her flat open, Katie called out, "Hello!" There was no reply. With a sigh of relief, she shut the door behind her, kicked off her shoes, hung up her coat, and made her way to the bathroom. She turned on the shower and, after giving her teeth a perfunctory brush, began to strip off. Her top still clung uncomfortably to her cum-coated...
As far as multi dimensional urban legends go, you are the universe's cumulative manifestation of every mindless dick cream filled male fantasy ever conceived. Your insatiable behaviors know no bounds, and often times, it gets you in a lot of trouble. There is no rhyme or reason to your existence but to empty the balls of every strapping lad or man you come a...
I was thirty-five, single, never married, though close several times, five-feet-eleven standing up, seven-and-a-half inches lying down, so naturally, I was very popular with the ladies while on my back. Evette was forty-seven, widowed, a very well-preserved five-feet-four, raven hair, with dark,smoldering 'fuck me' eyes. She dressed like a sophisticated slu...
Tony and Pruett can probably best be described as a couple of likable louts in their mid-twenties, who haven't grown up. As we join them this particular evening, Pruett, already half-drunk, is about to make one of his infamous prank calls. He signaled for all to be quiet, and because they enjoyed his weird sense of humor, the rest of the beer guzzlers gath...
The beginnings of this story are real; I only advanced into science fiction to further twist my insatiable desires for such things. I have not yet opened the door in real life, and am not sure I will. The anticipation and fantasy will keep me satisfied for a very long time. This is my second attempt and first completed story and I would be willing to write m...
Marissa is Insatiable Marissa's Tales: Chapter 2 This and my other "Faeophobia" stories are based on the "Faeophobia" world created by xxxecil. Marissa was naked save for her long, fingerless opera gloves. Nevertheless, wielding her ancestor's dwarven battleaxe, she did not feel vulnerable. She crept toward the disturbance she had heard in her bedroom. Sh...
No one expects to fall in love over conversations about cows and constellations across thousands of miles. But no one could have expected the likes of him, least of all me. I'm usually the type of woman who walks blindly into passion, chasing a feeling that consumes me like wildfire. Getting lost in the intensity and immediacy of that irresistible heat is...
Sometimes, I spit out something stupid so fast, just to take a break from the other bits I'm working on. Here's another silly, free-use vignette. Impersonal, public displays of affection. I wrote it last night. Throwing it in Fetish, even though you folks are so damn hard to please. :) Cheers! ***** "This is Allison Jennings at Capital Hall where legislat...