The events I'm writing about now took place in the hours that followed a particularly drunken day spent at a friend's home. The motor racing on TV had given way to the usual orgy of music, drinking and dancing, and things had gone further than usual – we'd all taken our shirts off (the girls kept their bras on, unfortunately, but we'd all got pretty close) a...
Submitting myself to you I can't help this. You are my divine drug and I find that I keep throwing myself at you, even if you keep rejecting me, I'm unabashed . I want the collar and choke chains. I live for your whims and fantasies. The leather tall "come fuck me as you desire" boots. I'm your thrill dispenser, your secret lover. The nipple rings and the c...
Alles dreht sich. Ich muss würgen, kämpfe gegen meinen rebellierenden Magen, denke gleichzeitig in meinem Suff: ist doch egal, wenn ich kotzen muss, muss ich eben kotzen. Ich weiß im Moment nicht, wo ich bin, anscheinend immer noch auf diesem großen Matratzenlager, an das ich mich nur noch schleierhaft erinnern kann. Irgendwo im Hintergrund höre ich dumpfes...
You are my sister and I’ve been fucking you for a few months now. On this summer afternoon, you have three friends over to swim in our pool and sleep over. Our parents are away until after midnight. I have bought you a bikini and I told you to wear it so, naturally, you agree. It is white with tiny triangles to cover your pert breasts and a matching gstring...
Bitte an die Boardregeln halten. In "Schwanzgeile Flittchen" sollen Gays, Shemales und Transen die Hauptpersonen sein. Die Startstory sollte in der Egoperspektive ( Thomas Sicht ) und in Vergangeheitsform weitergeführt werden. Es kann jederzeit eine neue ( passende ) Sequenz mit frischen Protagonisten und anderen Erzählformen von euch geöffnet werd...
"'People live on their delusions,' she said. 'Why not?' I suggested. 'What else is there?' 'The end of them,' she said." ― Pulp The carnal cabin was aphotic. So dim, our hero's eyes played more tricks on him than the president does an ignorant populace. Was what he was seeing possible?! Had he discovered Bigfoot?! A tenth of his existence had been spen...
Brooklyn I staggered into my house, kicking off my heels the moment I stepped through the door. I'd flown to Seattle, Washington, on Tuesday morning, and now, Friday evening, I was finally home in Chicago, tired and ready to sleep in my own bed. Short of flying charter, first class was as good as it got, but I still had to deal with crowds, terminals, lugga...
Joel and I had been friends for years on the various catfight sites, chatting about what would happen if our wives ever had the chance to meet up in person, and about their various matches they have had in the past. It was by a twist of fate that Joy and I were moving to Atlanta, for my job. We had all chatted in the past, but had lost a bit of contact as of...
(I had thought the story of hellcat at an end with chapter three of The Alter. However I was not quite satisfied with the ending and when the requests began to come in that I continue the story of this poor girl and write her further adventures I was more than happy to give in. This sequel begins just two days after the altar’s rape and breeding and will enc...
I woke up on Wednesday morning to the smell of coffee, alone. After a yawn and a healthy morning stretch I got up. My hand went right to my lower abdomen, a blissful warming feeling still inside. I stepped out to the living room to find the apartment empty. "Where did he go?" I asked myself. A to-go box and coffee sat on the table with a note. 'Eat Up'. So...