Warning- the following contains elements of bloodsport, watersport, scat, menstruation and noncon/reluc, as well as derogatory racial, ethnical and religious references. If any of this offends you--go on, read the story, you know you want to, so you can leave a snarky comment and drop a one-bomb. All participants are over the age of 18 years. All character...
Friday morning and Heather was up bright and early, prancing around nervously, her naked tits wiggled and waggled around with her excited movements. I just propped myself up on my elbow and watched the show. I looked down at the comforter and for the first time, noticed cum stains. I knew they were not mine; they were probably left by Don when he pulled out...
To all outside appearances, the young woman standing somewhat impatiently next to the mailbox was just like any other woman. She was slightly above average height at about five foot six and had long, curly brown hair, which, much to her distress, tended to be a mess in the morning. Now, however, it fell gracefully to frame her face in soft curls. Her skin wa...
September 2005 Norwich Boultwood looked at the clock. Quarter to three. He leaned back in his chair. It was time to go. God, he'd been looking forward to this all week. Beneath his Brooks Brothers twill trousers, Norwich's cock squirmed miserably, yet excitedly in the chastity tube. It was almost time! It had been a week since Willy had been out, bounc...
This is a retelling of multiple variations of the myths of Cupid & Psyche for Valentine's Day. All characters are over 18. All rights are reserved. Please be advised: This chapter contains humiliation, watersport and futa sex scenes. As always, I hope you enjoy and thank you for reading! ____________________ The Lamentations of Eros and Psyche Verse Fo...
As the wars wound down the Department of Defense decided they simply couldn't charter for individual flight's full of returning soldiers. It was understandable. There just weren't enough soldiers to justify their own birds. So that's how it came to pass that I was boarding a standard Lufthansa flight for the second leg of my trip home from Afghanistan. We...
Selena Gomez stood in front of the tall mirror in the backstage dressing room and had a careful look at herself. She was getting ready to sing at a charitable fundraiser concert in Australia in just a couple of minutes and had prepared two songs for this event, one well-known hit, and another one that was to be a premiere this night. Yes, she admitted to her...
Work was slow and dull today, for some reason. I hated working double shifts on Fridays, I never got home before 9, and even then it was grabbing some dry toast and straight to bed, to sleep. Still, I had a fruit salad for lunch that I'd picked up from the corner shop earlier. I'd been meaning to start eating a bit healthier, and I had liked the sound of th...
The phone rang startling both of them. George reached into his pocket for his cell, fearing whom it might be. He frowned when he saw who it was on the caller ID and mouthed, "The office," to Donna before answering. Donna heard a number of "Uh huhs" as she watched George's expression change from a frown to annoyance. Then he said, "Are you serious?" followed...
The ending of "Leaving It All Behind" left most readers wondering, "why?". Kate told me we should rewrite it, this time with the ending she wanted. (I think her exact words were, "You and your damn film noir endings!") This story mostly stays the same until the last three scenes, so no need to read "Leaving... ", this is a standalone story. We hope you lik...