This bartender was hot, and now he was off-shift and talking to me. I'd actually been waiting for this moment for awhile, hoping he'd stop keeping me on the hook. He's laughing at something I said when I feel someone sit at the stool on my left. "You look like you need saving." A beautiful girl with blonde, curly hair was smiling at me and I was immediatel...
After my divorce, I moved into an apartment and lost my mind for a year. I hid it well. No one at work had any idea that all I did when not working was hole up in my apartment and troll the internet for anonymous sex. I made lots of mistakes—it took a lot of trial and error to make myself a viable candidate for lonely women looking for love. Or sex, really....
It had been a week or so from Gretchen’s first encounter with Chloroform. She didn’t have much to say, but said that she liked the feelings of being used, and that she liked the video I had made during the encounter. I didn’t know how much she liked it until late last week. I decided to take a day off from my workout routine and come home directly after wor...
Thank you all for your kind responses to my previous chapters, and sorry to those who have been waiting for Chapter 9. I have had a couple of minor setbacks recently including some light surgery and a terminal laptop failure, but I am catching up. This is a stand-alone Chapter which is more about me as a person. Normal writing is being resumed and I aim to h...
By the time we made it into the bedroom, Jane was practically panting with desire. "I did good, baby," she cooed, proud of herself. "I took all of their tiny little cocks," they were each around eight inches long, but I didn't both correcting my spoiled - or more like vaginally ruined - wife, "and I took all of their cum and I barely felt them inside of me b...
"A hundred grand bonus?" asked Brian with raised eyebrows. "Son of a bitch." He pushed the button. Scott just grinned and shrugged arrogantly, checking his watch. "You play in the big leagues, you make the big bucks. This is nothing, yet, though. I'm moving to Acquisitions next year, with Mandelson and Feldman." Brian just shook his head and grinned. "Yeah...
When the bandit crew had discovered the girls, they were mere hours from their camp, not too far to the west. The last leg of their journey would be, at the most, a few hours, most likely a tiring time for the troll-sluts, naked, strapped to the back of that horse that had so thoroughly invaded their holes. By the time they'd reach the camp, they'd be passed...
A/N: All characters are over 18. I made it! Misfit thought excitedly. She'd pretty much given up on her ugly duckling phase being over. Not that she didn't think she was cute, but compared to Dinah, Helena, even Ms. Gordon who sat in a wheelchair all day? She was just a petite little ginger with way too many freckles, a souvenir T-shirt, and a cape she'd...
A few things to get cleared up before we start. First, thank you to all who took the time to write to me personally and wish me well. Second, I'd like to wish the dissenters a fuck you. I really don't give a shit if you don't like what I'm writing or not, this is happening right now and whether you disagree with what I'm doing or find my writing style not up...
I'm suspended over a vast ocean, plummeting fast, and then I'm under the water and drowning. That's what it feels like. Except I don't drown. I keep sinking deeper and deeper, feeling undercurrents flowing into my cunt and ass, and I'm being fucked by every wave in the sea. Drowning would be merciful. Instead I'm adrift within shadows of glimmering blue gre...