This is my first attempt at what I guess would be called a Fetish story. Girls and slime seemed to be a major fetish thanks to the internet. I looked around and never found any stories that involved the elements that make it interesting to me. So I thought I would try my hand at a short girl getting slimed story. Look forward to your feedback. Rachel had...
***** Disclaimer: The characters of this story are fictional, though based off of real people from the author's personal experiences. The events portrayed are also pure fantasy for the reading pleasure of the reader. Enjoy! ****** ***** Jimmy Murdoch was soon to be going off to college as a freshman and also perform as a football jock; the 2nd string quart...
"God damnit," I grumbled to myself as I drove out of my driveway. "Of course, had to happen today!!" My phone had rung right after lunch, and right before kickoff too I might add, with a call about a busted pipe and a bad pump motor. The company I worked for, Elite Pool Management, offered a 24-hour service team and this was my weekend on call. I wrote the...
That night after dinner, they tied Daisy down to the kitchen table. Shawna set up the camera on a tripod, aimed between the prone girl's spread legs. Shawna had given Dylan the toys earlier, and he had had time to inspect them and work out how to use them. He pulled out the oversized penis pump first, and placed the wide mouth around the mound of flesh betwe...
Chapter 11 The Pool Hall Gangbang (pt1) This is intended for adults 21 and over only. If you are offended by graphic descriptions of a sexual nature, please, don't read this or download it. If this is illegal where ever you are reading this stop now. * * * * * The cab driver's name was Randy as Barbara found out as they sped off into the city talking to...
It seemed that every muscle in my body ached. I was terribly weary. I had been given my new name, and then my Lord and Overseer had taken the dangling leash on my neck and conducted me away to my place of work. I was sobbing bitterly, humiliated. The gag and the hood were not replaced upon me at that time. I had been led to the scullery area of the t...
Written in British English, unfortunately I don't have an editor so apologies for any errors I've missed. Just a naughty little short as I take a break from writing my rugby series. I love cycling. P.S. Don't be worried if I'm behind you, on your wheel. I rarely letch at someone else's arse in real life. Honest. x *** Adara watched his buttocks moving,...
Disclaimer: All individuals in this story are eighteen or older. This is intended as a work of fiction. The author does not condone sexual acts with non-consenting participants. Please enjoy. Constructive feedback is appreciated. * It started out like any other day. I think it was a Tuesday in fact. I was reading the classifieds in yet another ill-fated a...
We crash through the front door; hot and heavy for one another, trying to rip each other's clothes off while instinctively trying to kiss one another. We land on the lounge, panting, moaning and groaning for release. We want to ravish each other but are both really sweaty. I stand up and breath, and try to calm down and think clearly, I grab your hand and...
In my job, timing is everything. Sometimes I spend hours waiting for just the right moment. Like I said, it can get pretty boring. Take Anna, for example, meandering around the mall, pushing the stroller with the baby in it, and David, the kid who nearly bought the farm trying to cross the street earlier, tagging after her. It will be another hour until I'm...