My name is Celia. I'm 25 years old and I'm a porn star; but not the kind you might be imagining. I'm a BBW (Big Beautiful Woman); you know, a fat girl. It's for a new Web site in an increasingly crowded field so maybe you've seen me, maybe you haven't. On a movie set, I have sex with guys who wouldn't look twice at me on the street. The ironic aspect of pe...
A Note To The Reader: This fictional story contains male / male sexual situations. If you find this offensive then it is strongly suggested that you read no further. Scene One: "The Threesome" I noticed that she was trembling as she took my hand. I glanced at her angelic face. She smiled a nervous but eager smile. I was sure that my expression mirrored he...
Author's note This is a direct sequel to A Chemical Moment, and the narrator and main character is the same. Anne, who appears in this story, also features in A Chemical Moment and (later in time) in The Broken Mirror. There are significant lesbian elements to the story, so if that doesn't interest you, move along. It's quite long, and the sex is not parti...
- A Note from the Author - If you don't know me I am the Futa Contractor. I have an addiction to Futanari, Bimbofication, and other such nonsense that I wish were real. It is a unique fetish and probably doesn't get most people off. I can actually say that I enjoy about ninety percent of the Futanari culture that has developed online, and I have tried to ma...
Chapter Ten - "Ask them to come over." "Ask them to come over," she said breathlessly and still quaking from her orgasm. "Now? Are you serious? You want my four, perverted friends to come over here now?" "Ask them," she said turning to look at me. She had a sly, sexy smile that I found so endearing and that made me want to stick my tongue down her throat...
Claire knew it was three-forty. She knew because she had just checked the clock a few seconds ago, but she looked anyway. It was three-forty. She had already closed what she'd been working on, so she opened a couple of spreadsheets to clutter the screen. She picked a paperclip - a fancy one with a red no-slip plastic coating - from the magnetic dispenser t...
**Author's Note: There will be a Part 3 though that may take a while. Thank you for your patience. *** Princess Freya drifted off to sleep. She was exhausted with spent passion. Her body thrummed. She could still feel Veles's dragon tongue whipping her bare flesh with abandon. She could feel his teeth nibbling on her pink pearl gently. Freya dreamt of he...
Jack finished his morning workout by stretching. Sweat dripped off of lean muscle as the warm early sun beat down on the bare skin of his chest. He bent to pick up his water bottle, thankful for a sudden cool breeze as he made his way back up the short driveway of his nondescript house in his painfully ordinary cul-de-sac. He smiled and waved at a neighbor a...
I owe the conception of this story to homealone_447's The Attic. I consider this to be an indirect sequel, in that character's from that story are in the background here and it largely adheres to the alien's method of propagation. The rest is my doing, enjoy. * Denise stood vigilant, looking outside her window, observing her neighbor, Rebecca. Only a few d...
Author's Notes: To get the best out of this story, I would advise you to start from Ch.01. Conversations that took place in Hindi are recorded as such in italics, immediately followed by a translation in English. Readers familiar with Hindi might find it rewarding to read through the original Hindi conversations. Others can conveniently skip them. ****...