Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. I do not own L.A.'s Finest or am affiliated with the show in anyway, this is fan fiction. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work. This story was written for Sammycolt and features themes of hardcore male dominance and rough sex. If you are offended by this, don't read it. ***********...
Labor Day weekend was coming up fast. I was really excited, Billy was taking me on a trip to Las Vegas. I had never been there before and couldn’t wait to go. We had a room reservation at the Bellagio from Thursday to Monday. I wasn’t working at the time, so I had no problem getting away. I was also still living at home, but since I was 18, and my parents ha...
As Kim walked up to her parents house carrying her suitcase she again had a feeling of distance to the experience. She had moved out of the house a few months after her older sister Jennifer had, over a year ago and returning now seemed different. They each had lives of their own away from their parents. They lived in the same city about an hour away from w...
Carla pulled up near the ramp that dropped onto I-40. There was a light drizzle, soaking rain. "I appreciate everything Carla, the ride, the food, spending time with you and Hank in the sack. I haven't enjoyed myself that much in a long time." Morgan said, as she started to gather up her belongings and her sign. "You gave dad a real treat. I hope he did no...
(co)Author's note: A few months ago I wrote a story that led to a fruitful correspondence with fellow authors Friskee_cpl. When we discovered we have similar tastes and styles, they were kind enough to propose a collaboration on a story idea they'd been considering. Needless to say, I jumped at the chance. Below is the result of the artistic coupling of the...
I have a lot of clients who want to meet me personally; I never meet them personally. I do have several people I meet for a quick fuck; but they are not clients. I don't get paid to leisurely fuck, usually, I just do it to satisfy my desires. Like today for instance. I am fucking an older man at 3:00. He wants me for 30-minutes, and he wants to fuck me from...
Peter wasn't much for social media. He wasn't high-minded about it. It was just that, while having homework or the flu was easy enough to explain—how were you supposed to fit switching bodies with Wolverine and then waking up from his drunken haze to find you were in bed with the two deadliest assassins in New York into a status update? He could barely belie...
Note- Final chapter in my made up story based on celebrity and not actually a true portrayal of events. xxx Jennifer Lopez and her hated rival Salma Hayek sat up straight in their Business Class seats and stared at the smug looking Jennifer Aniston who was sandwiched between them. All three were more than half way to Hong Kong, the first stop over on thei...
"Deal." he said, reaching out to squeeze a handful of my tits instead of a handshake. "I own you for the night." I moaned softly as he turned the gesture into a breast massage. He was more gentle than before, clearly doing it for my pleasure and not just his. My hips involuntarily began to gyrate as he leaned over and suckled my hard nipple. I was still ext...
The next day was a Saturday, and Brittany was getting ready for work in the bedroom while Terrance and I were having breakfast at the kitchen bar. She walked out of the bedroom scantily dressed, wearing full makeup with dark mascara, eyeliner, and eyeshadow. She was wearing the sexy black tight spaghetti strap top I bought for her, with her huge cleavage spi...