Welcome to my story, Primal Lust. The first thing you should do is set the variables for a family name and personal name for your character, though you will probably have to change them unless you get very lucky or already have a story in mind to read... You also might want to turn on Game Mode. I personally don't plan on using variables but some other autho...
"So, this is the new girl, eh? The one who captured our Mario's heart. Don't let him pretend otherwise. He wouldn't have agreed to marry a girl who didn't do that to him. I know him, intimately, in case you didn't already know that. We're lovers, at least I hope that we still are. Eric and I would be very disappointed otherwise. We're still lovers, aren't we...
"Are you staring at my ass?" I was sitting in my friend Charlotte's tiny kitchen while she made us a meal. Charlotte has possibly the nicest behind I have ever seen. Someone who is as tall and skinny as Charlotte has no right to have such rounded and firm posterior. But she does, and I was staring at it. Clearly this had not been the first time that I had s...
My warm, wet mouth was doing its job. His fingers reached down to stroke my hair. Then my Master moved his fingers to his clit so that he could tease me. I moaned and came up off his cock. "Master, do you want me to lose my concentration?" He stopped and I went back to his cock. Trying to devour it, I took the entire dick into my mouth and gagged myself. I...
The Big Spill By Karin © 2001 It was on the Motorway between Manchester and Hull, I was trying to make it to the ferry port before my boat sailed to Rotterdam. The plan was to go to a big bike fest in Dusseldorf Germany, I'd been looking forward to the break for weeks. The last thing I remember before the accident was the traffic. It was fairly heavy rush h...
I never thought I'd be telling anybody about our sex life, never mind on a sex web site but believe it or not our marriage counselor suggested that it would be therapeutic. So, where do I start? Well, I guess I'll tell you a little about myself and my lovely wife Sally. I'm 40 and she is 32. We are the typical middle class couple. Sally is a knockout, well a...
My white frilly lace panties delicately pulled down passed my stocking tops, so as to not crimp the lace, dangle from my ankles. The twelve inch small chain that holds my ankles and the thin steel cuffs locked to it rests on the carpeted floor, the panties rest on top of it and cover the tops of my 3" spike heel pumps. My small but erect penis exposed in fro...
Fuck! This guy is gorgeous. Here I am in a business meeting and all I can think of is how much I want to get this guy in bed. I'm getting wet and my insides are sort of twitching or itching to feel his cock. He's smart. That's why he's here. The company hired him to show us how to handle certain situations. He's written books, has college degrees. Which does...
I lay on the thick fur rug again, this time bound with silken cords that held my arms crossed behind my back, the bonds running around my ribcage above and below my breasts, then knotted together between them. My knees were sharply bent, the soles of my feet pressed together and secured with the silken cord round my ankles and additionally looped round both...
The clinic was in Bangkok, which made a certain amount of sense. What little I'd been able to find out for sure had been positive, and certainly there were a number of world famous gender correction specialists associated with the place. They wouldn't talk to anyone, however. They insisted that if I wished to learn anything about their procedures that I vis...