Maranda. Again. What was with this girl? When she looked up at me, her eyes apologizing, my breath caught and I looked away. "Hi, Maranda," I said, catching myself before another attack hit. "Sorry." "We need to stop meeting like this," she said with a grin. I smiled, weakly. "Yeah," I said, staring longingly at the exit. My throat felt like it was clos...
I can remember fantasizing about men very early in my life but my imagination only wrapped its warm lips around these thoughts briefly, never requiring my hand to help soothe my cravings away into a washcloth or all over my trembling lap into warm, spurting, and necessary blasts of pleasure...women were the rulers of my lust until I became great friends with...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (14 min/mp3) * * * * * My birthday present lay on the picnic table. She was beautiful. Her skin was naturally tanned. There were no lines to indicate where a bikini would rest -- she was pure and looked untouched. I knew she wasn't though. Her Master leaned against a tree, watching my Master and...
Hey, just so you know: This is set in my own little version of medieval times. Also, the main character is named Chianna. Chia is just a nickname, a shortening of Chianna, so I'm letting you know now, before you ask. Isn't that efficient? Hope you enjoy! Tell me if you want more or not. -Frenchesca "Are you ready yet Chianna?" When no answer came from...
So here you go all...this is what I do in my sapre time other than the threads, have fun with other lit users..if anyone else is interested AIM me. Crimson_Eyes626 (9:24:05 PM): hello sorry I was a bit late Crimson_Eyes626 (9:24:20 PM): How long do you have left? "Rogue_13" (9:24:23 PM): it's ok... helping a friend with his needs "Rogue_13" (9:24:29 PM):...
1 She stood on a sexy pair of light purple heels drinking a champagne cocktail and talking to another couple as a man with short black hair approached her from behind and gently laid his strong hand on the small of her silver back. She startled slightly at his touch, flashed him a private smile when she saw that it was him, and then returned to the conversa...
This story is based upon real events in 1975. Jean pounded on the steering wheel of her old Rambler sedan, "Shit, shit, shit!" Her heart was pounding after skidding into a water-filled ditch. She tried hitting the gas, but the tires just spun. Torrential rain beat on the car and obscured her view of the desolate country road. A large tree branch slammed in...
I strongly advise you read the tags: incest -- non-human -- sissification -- male analplay -- anal prolapse -- some other weird shit If you see anything you're not into, maybe you should skip this one. And as always, this is a work of FICTION. None of it happened to the persons named. The story takes place in 2020, so everyone in it is 18+. ===========...
Fetish Warning (Please Read if New): The Village Sluts is a story focused around two women who continue to grow their bond and fall in love as they experiment with their shared fetishes. This story, therefore, contains strong scat and pee play. This includes smearing, tasting, eating, soiling, etc. Puke and puke play are also coming commonplace as the stor...
Megan woke up without knowing where she was. It was dark and humid and the floor felt cold and wet against her back. There was a soft light coming from the ceiling but it was different from the normal radiance of a light bulb. She looked more carefully, realizing that the light was coming from some sort of worm attached to a stone wall. Megan was in a cave!...