(Please note that this story is bilingual and you can read the french version after the english one. / Cette histoire est bilingue, vous pouvez lire la version française après la version anglaise.) Welcome to this [Quest.] The principle is quite different from other multiple choice stories, you choose and influence the elements of the story by letting a comm...
I love to masturbate! Not just my hand stroking my penis, but getting deep in my asshole. I do stroke my very beautiful cock like most men. But I am crazy about backing that ass up to a hard dildo and letting it spear my asshole until I can't take any more. I have stretch my anus out to a 16 ounce beer can size gap. I have advanced to fucking my ass three or...
You wake up in your bed, in your attic bedroom. You sigh, not wanting to get out of bed. But then, you realize 2 things--one, your alarm clock didn't go off, you overslept! You have 5 minutes to get to the bus! And two--your bed is soaked in warm, smelly liquid. Did you wet yourself? (Just a note: The "catch the bus" route leads to diaper-related c...
È estate e fa caldo, ma l'aria di questo sabato pomeriggio di luglio che entra dalla porta finestra aperta è l'ideale per la mia pelle accaldata dall'orgasmo. Sono qui, stesa e ancora nuda sul divano, dopo essermi masturbata fino a venire. Sono a gambe aperte che mi sto ancora accarezzando la figa rasata e fradicia, coccolandola mentre gli ultimi spasmi la s...
We made it to the final installment of Cherry! You may want to read the other two first... I am working on a few more. Finding time is difficult, but I really like sharing my dirty thoughts with you all! Of course this story has no person under the age of eighteen. Thanks for the comments, I like the bad ones the best... makes me happy that I made you sick!...
La Ferté-Macé France, 1384 Fortunately for Jean and Marguerite, the weather had been good the past several days; the roads were dry, and they made decent time. The trip from their home to the castle La Ferté-Macé had only taken a few hours Marguerite had eschewed a carriage and instead road on horseback next to her husband. Jean was melancholy for most of...
Lentamente riprendo coscienza...mi ricordo solo di essere passato vicino ad un furgone e di avere sentito una gran botta sulla testa...poi il buio.. Adesso mi sveglio e mi sento intontito..sono su un letto ma non riesco a muovermi...le mie braccia e le gambe sono legate...al letto...mi guardo intorno e vedo che sono stato svestito e sono rimasto in mutande.....
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Maryse or Toni Storm or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Toni Storm had just successfully defended her NXT UK Women's Championship, and was feeling very proud of herself. All of her dreams were coming true. Sure, she wasn't on the...
Introduction: (afin de ne pas amener d'histoire erotique avec des mineurs ,l'histoire se deroule 2 ans apres le livre) "theeuuu theuu theuu ,Quelle poussière "toussa ishida. Il venait enfin de décider de fouiller son grenier mais il n'imaginais pas l'ampleur de la tache. près de 4 générations de quincy y avait entreposer arc ,artefacts et souvenir....
Tu ouvre les yeux, tu est à l'intérieur d'une pièce sombtueuse;Ta chambre. Tu est couché dans ton grand lit, seul. Tu regarde sous tes draps et constate que ton gros pénis d'un pied de long est bien prêt à servir. Tu as envie d'une femme. Tu est le Prince Lugh, un grand guerrier. Réçament tu as délivré ton royaume, Datnorwig, du terrible jourg du Dragon Zat...