Everyone stopped. The ladies all looked at Jennifer with their mouths hanging open, and Debbie just stood there mortified, not believing what he just heard. "Do you not speak English bitch, I said get the fuck out of here right now. That's your punishment." He didn't move. "Oh, are you feeling sorry now Tinkerbell, well tough shit, beat it, bye-bye." De...
Disclaimer: This story is, as always, set in a simulated virtual reality revolving around free use and heavily anal focused, if you aren't into anal, should probably skip this. This is all pure free use fantasy fulfillment; don't expect realism or normal behavior. ~~~ In between the happy little encounters the Sim no doubt set up for me, I spent time wand...
Looking for Michela? Her name indeed appears here, but she really only enters the stage in part three. My original part two seemed a bit unwieldy so I split it into two more easily digestible halves, making a newly-introduced bottom entirely dependent on you to determine how long he languishes in the predicament he finds himself in at the end of this part....
PART I A week, later, Friday, October 31st, at around 7:30 in the evening, and Tres had a lot on her mind. A little less than a week ago, her roommate and best friend had knelt before her on her bed begging for an orgasm which Tres had eventually supplied. That evening had been, at once terrifying, blissful, confusing, and something like forty seven other a...
Chapter 5 Monique had no intention of giving Darian the satisfaction of making her cum. "Go to hell," she spit out. The sharp slap to her ass was automatic, as was Darian's response, "Go to hell, Sir." He let the girl's ensuing growl of frustration go uncommented as he scooped her purse from the floor and began going through it. The young woman started t...
When our story began, the East-West relations were quite cold, although they had been even colder just before, during the years of Andropov and Chernenko. He knew the rules any "expat" in Russia had to know: never buy icons on the streets (either they are fake, or they are illegal...), don't change money on the street, at least not too often (it was illegal...
Here is the first part -- and first "climax" of several! -- of the grand finale of Joan, David -- and Laurence too. This final section (one or two more chapters to follow) of Joan's story has its characters indulging in role play and fantasy for their naughty pleasure. In effect it will be a series of role-plays rather than one extended one. There will ine...
(New characters, new complications. Nikki - oops, "Nicola" - is a bit more than she's appeared to be so far, apparently. (The "Widow"'s experiences were far too common at the time, and only a bit less so now. Having had more than one friend in The Life, i can attest that all too many "clients" would be quite willing to prosecute/persecute a whore if they me...
August 25, 2028, Tampa Bay, Florida Daniel "Dan" Orsini downed another pint of the best microbrew along the coast, as he saw it, anyway, as he saw his twin brother Bruno "Dale" Orsini enter the bar in a much better mood than before. He didn't know what was going on, exactly, but something told him that he was about to learn. Something was up, and he resiste...
Author's Note: This story is not only a follow-up to "None of this is Real," but also set in the same college, one year after the events of "We Rule the School." You don't have to read either to get the idea, but a little context might help. ;) *** Before the party, Cindy Park was anxious. Her first two months of college had been an exhilarating blur of n...