Author's note: I am thrilled to have gotten a lot of positive comments and votes on my very first story, Sierra's Amazing Mouth. It means a lot to know that it was enjoyed by so many people! This is something a little different, and I hope you find it exciting. All characters have been pulled into existence from the erotic ethosphere for your personal ple...
Born in the frozen mountains of the north, suckled on a tit as hard and sharp as broken glass, and deflowered by a very, very endowed bear, Val of the North (as she was now called) was not a soft girl, despite her incredible beauty. Having lived in the cold mountains where the wind blew so cold it could freeze a man's blood, Val now felt little need for clot...
A parody by Mick T Budarrap Disclaimer: Star Trek, its characters, locations and plots are not my creations and are used without permission. No profit has been or will be made by their use in this story. "Broken Bodice" is not intended for consumption by minors. If you are below the adult age in your country, state or county then read no further and delete...
Chapter 8. A long lesson: Spanked into Sucking Nemorino and Adina exchanged protestations of love amidst glorious music, ending the final act of L'Elisir D'amore. The house lights came up, and the singers took their bows. Ashley had enjoyed the melodic and comedic opera quite a bit, and came to her feet along with many of those seated nearby to give the si...
Mrs Reilly's Victorian-era house was considered one of the finest in Brewer: made of Kasota, the premier building stone of Minnesota, it featured colonial revival lines with an off-centre tower and Tudor arches. The attendance at the widow's afternoon tea was big, fully 30 or so ladies, all divorced or widowed Moms. And all so very well-dressed, in their w...
My Boyfriend likes to expose me or perhaps it should be called The exhibitionist in denial by Vanessa Evans All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over 18 when the events took place. Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the earlier parts. They will give you the background that will make this part a lot...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a new 6 part series. ***** My name is Troy Burns and I'm the guy who flies under the radar, all through school I had only a few friends, but I mostly chose to be a loner on my own. Most of the troublesome things that some of my peers were getting into never interested me. I recently graduated three months ago and decided to get a su...
I met Stewart in an internet chat-room for men who like to show off their wives. We neither of us exhibited pictures of our own wives – me because I was too timid, and I didn't have any risqué pictures anyway, and Stewart because he wasn't actually married. However we got to chatting on a regular basis, mainly about the pictures that were shown in the room....
It took almost an hour for my husband Jacques to find me. I was in the slave trader's parlor, a large and beautifully decorated room with intricately patterned red carpets and plush velvet drapes. The room was decorated with oil paintings depicting the auction of naked women, and several life-sized statues of naked slave women chained on their knees or stand...
This time Marianne drove off looking for something that only she knew. I sat naked for a few seconds. Then I thought better of that. "May I get dressed Marianne?" She glanced at me, seeing me still naked and smiled. "No you can't Sabine." Marianne drove until she found a quiet stretch of two-lane blacktop. As we were riding down the road she looked at me...