A 'XXXecil for hire' story commission * A cackle erupted from the throat of a smoke-shrouded man as he waved his arms in fluid circuits above the dun-colored stone floor. His face was adorned with black eye-paint made from tar that had suffocated a virgin. His nose and lips were pierced with rings forged from molten metal harvested from the charred wreckag...
Author's Note — While I had originally categorized this as a Romance, I'm now re-categorizing this story under 'Group Sex'. But it is really both — a romance, with a group sex exploration. I originally wrote the second half of this story as a stand-alone story with the lead female character hearing, and basically centered around group sex and experimentatio...
(The Theme of this story was determined by a fan who then secured XXXecil's services as a writer.) Part 8: Botany Lesson "I....I don't understand." Muttered the naked woman, golden-brown skin glistening vividly as she writhed in libidinous hunger upon the white linoleum. "That is because you have not fully embraced your racial memory; the new instincts fi...
*I have been asked a very good question: if men are so rare and valuable, why aren't they treated better? One reader provided the best answer. In the American West in the last half of the 19th century, in many areas men outnumbered women 10:1. Women enjoyed protection because of their rarity, but they had no control over that protection. The gained no excess...
It happened over breakfast, in the Marcello household in Upper Elm. And it came from Johnny's sister. Without warning, in front of their Mom, as they ate their Corn Flakes, she said, "The boys at school? Like Johnny?" That's all. "The boys at school? Like Johnny?" And she let the question hang there. They were all at the table: their mother, Johnny's yo...
I live in a town in the south of Sweden. It's basically a rural area with large woods and small farms although the town itself is prosperous with modern industry. Most of the farms are nowadays far too small to give a living. The woods are valuable though. Almost everyone seems to have a connection to a farm. It's very common to live on the farm and work in...
Book One She didn't want big tits. Her figure, just as she was, seemed perfect for the life she led. Sarah had no use for the great globes of jiggling mammary that those sluts in the magazine had possessed. The discovery of the hidden magazine stash while cleaning had come as a blow to her, as slap in the face! Yet...also a reminder... Sarah clicked her tu...
Sorry for being late......please excuse me and continue voting and encouraging me...... Nothing much happened more and frankly I was not expecting any more! Nirmal did come once to take my pad and also served me the dinner. Meenakshi did come to ask me how was the fair and the wink of her eye told me that she was aware of my sensuous evening humiliation. San...
The Kid would never get laid at this rate. Xavier frowned from the booth where he nursed a martini intended to make him appear fun-loving. But he wasn't here to get wasted. This - watching men trying, and failing to pick up chicks was his job. One he was normally better at. His client, a stuttering and pimple-faced ginger IT geek blundered something about...
"Thanks a bunch! Have a good one!" And with that, Jess slammed the door to her apartment with her spare hand, vaguely hearing the delivery man outside her door doing the same to his car's own. Turning around with a sigh, and being careful not to drop the box held in her spare hand, she smiled wearily to herself. It had been a long day, for reasons elaborat...