Ashley was a beautiful young woman. She was about 5'3, with light brown hair, blue eyes, and a body to be reckoned with. She had a beautiful round ass (from years of squatting at the gym) and perky D-cup tits. She was a sight. Ashley was your typical popular girl in university, who everyone wanted, but only few could have. Although she kept it a secret, she...
Part 6 – Life of the Party Word of Claudia had spread to the many of the other guests at the party, thanks to the handful who had already been in to see her. Despite Mistress Eva's ruthless reputation, few had expected such a brazen and public exploitation of a submissive. Many were too scared to ask about the ethics involved in procuring such a slave. Eva...
This story is for ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. It contains substantial sexually explicit scenes with multiple partners and graphic language which may be considered offensive by some (probably most) readers. All sexual activity in this work is between characters are 18 years of age or older. Themes: contractual sexual slavery, piss drinking, gangbang, restrained,...
Fetish Warning (Please Read if New): The Village Sluts is a story focused around two women who continue to grow their bond and fall in love as they experiment with their shared fetishes. This story, therefore, contains strong scat and pee play. This includes smearing, tasting, eating, soiling, etc. Puke and puke play are also coming commonplace as the stor...
As far as first dates were concerned, Roxy Fox, the 23-year-old, 5'11", Barbie doll faced gorgeous, secretary, with a strong dimpled chin, high cheekbones, big almond shaped hazel eyes, thick wavy shoulder length fiery-red hair, and a very firm, but extremely curvaceous 38FF-26-38 hourglass figure that her skintight white spandex pants, tight red spandex top...
Mr. Estovich's Tales of Tail: On the Wagon They pressed up against his chest, two huge, wonderful melons, barely constrained by her flimsy top as they danced… well, grinded would be a more apt term. Her legs were spread, her crotch up against his thigh, her fingers dug into his ass for support. Danny hadn't wanted to go to the club, he'd too recentl...
The Shinjuku Manner Center... the mental hospital you worked in. This place had some serious issues: Serial killers, suicidal girls with no body fat whatsoever, people who'd just stare at you all day, and a little bit of all three in combinations. And no one really helped them, at least... you didn't see any improvement. Especially not for one of your favo...
My wife and I were avid sports fans. We had met in college and followed basketball very closely. She could hold her own in ANY sports bar when it came to stats, the draft and quite often she could predict who would be in the play-offs. We had been out to a party one evening. It was a huge client and we were celebrating a recent victory in court. I was stru...
"Doc, I'm constipated and I've tried everything to overcome this blockage that I've got down below but nothing seems to work, I feel bloated, like my ass is on fire," Suzanne Moreau said with a sigh, as she looked at Dr. Francis Duchene. The tall, broad-shouldered, gorgeously dark-skinned and ruggedly handsome physician nodded with empathy, as was his custom...
I looked at Sheila's big cock and was amazed how such a beautiful creature could have such a marvelous package. On my HRT regimen, my once small little dicklet had become even smaller. It was barely a flap now and I had begun referring to it as my 'clitty'. I licked the bulbous head and tasted the precum starting to flow from her. She let her panties fall fr...