Chapter 14 I was glad I didn't have to be at work until ten, even then I didn't want to get out of bed. This nonstop sex was starting to take its toll on the rest of my body. My cock seemed unstoppable though. It wasn't sore, raw, and it certainly wasn't soft when I woke up. I remembered instantly that today was my first scene with Miranda. I couldn't belie...
The following story is entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any persons living or dead is entirely coincidental and unintentional. All characters depicted in sexual acts and scenarios are at least eighteen years of age or older. The following story contains aspects of BDSM, CBT (cock and ball torture), femdom, forced orgasms, tease and denial, prostate sti...
...I began to plant deep kisses to the tip of his cock, while my left hand played with his balls. After getting the tip of his cock really wet, I began to stroke his cock with my right hand, while my left hand left his balls and began to massage my pussy, which was still on fire from the evening. After a few minutes of this, I stood up the best I could in t...
On Friday morning in Candice's apartment, the naked girls woke up in each other's arms. "Good morning, Camil," Candice said, stretching and yawning. "Thanks for staying over with me last night." "Gladly, sweetie," Camilla said, kissing Candice on the cheek. "Did you sleep well?" "Perfectly," Candice said with another yawn. "Good. The psychic barriers are...
Summary: Slut and black husband submit to white men and women. Note: This is dedicated to the real Johnathan and Elizabeth who inspired the story. The entire back story is based on real events...the plotlines are real fantasies of the lovely couple. Note 2: This is part eight of a multi-chaptered story: In part one, Dominican Slut: Ass Slut, Elizabeth,...
Author's note: This story takes place sometime in Season 7 of Modern Family. ***** "Are you sure you're up for this?" Alex Dunphy blinked a few times, then replied to her sister. "Yeah, why?" "Nothing." Haley lied, before admitting, "It's just, you look a little nervous." "Well, duh." Alex replied, before bringing her hand up to her face, "Oh God, I'm t...
Part 1 You arrive at my flat before me and prepare for my arrival. You have brought your sexiest outfit to wear and go straight to the bathroom to get ready. You strip off and shower making sure that every part of your body is clean, trimmed and ready for a damn good seeing too. You towel off after making sure your Brazilian is in tip top condition, your le...
Excerpts From the Letters and Diary of Arthur Rimbaud, Victorian Gentleman My name is Schuyler Rimbaud. Yes, I know, it's an unusual name, and, no, I'm not related to the French poet – at least I don't think so. It's pronounced "RIM-bawd," and I am English. I believe the name is ultimately German, traceable back to the Anglo-Saxons. But mine is not t...
Note: While I borrow certain elements from other worlds (DnD, WoW, Elder Scrolls, and others), I generally create everything else from scratch, as I'm quite imaginative. I'll start going into more than just humans now, we're quite boring when it comes to fantasy stuff, aren't we? We're always the 'all around' and 'jack of all trades' type. In any case, hope...
I am Sebastian Tombs. A Master and a slaver and this is the story of how I started my calling. I make no apologies for not delving deeply into the minds of the women along the way, after all 'a woman is a woman is a slave' and who cares what a slave feels? Surprisingly some of us very much but not in ways you may think. And anyway this is my story and it ma...