Después de la pelea con cell, dónde Goku se sacrifica para salvar la tierra, la androide número 18, quedó con Gohan y sus amigos. Bulma, le ofrece ir a vivir a su casa y ella, al no tener a dónde ir, acepto la propuesta. Pocos minutos más tarde, después de saludar a sus amigos, emprendieron viaje. -vas a ver qué te va a gustar vivir en mi casa. Es amplia y...
Llamada entrante de Peter❤️ –Hola Peter, ¿pasa algo? – Hola MJ, el robo se complicó, necesito entregar unas fotos a James, pero no creo llegar a tiempo, ¿podrías llevárselas por mí? – Claro cariño, diez centavos cual hijo. – Son las de la fundación, gracias MJ te amo, eres la mejor. La llamada se terminó, Mary Jane vio la hora, eran las 12:00pm, el tráfico s...
Antes de empezar un aviso, esta historia no promueve ninguna actitud, acción o conducta que pueda resultar perjudicial para el usuario, se recomienda encarecidamente NO realizar ninguna de las actividades mencionadas en esta historia. En caso de querer recrear algo de lo leído la responsabilidad será únicamente del lector, fuera de eso me gustaría recalcar q...
Bzzzzzz. I press the vibrator against my labia, tilting it ever so slightly toward my clit, and then tilting away as I feel the orgasm approach. I've been teasing and torturing myself for almost an hour. I am an orgasm junky but if I come too powerfully too fast, I'm spent and done. So I want to make these sessions last. I'm dressed in a black stretch lace c...
Author's Note. This is an ass one. Just warning you if the title didn't already ;-) Hope you enjoy it. If you did then lay a little sugar on me, I love the comments and the ratings. Tequila shots, mistletoe and the most stupid decision of my life. It was ten months ago but I still couldn't meet Nathan Reese's eyes. And it grated. Not just because of t...
Preface: I, Reginald P. Walcott, am a 37 year old professional bitch-slave, and until recently worked in the service of Ms. Beatrice Pennington of the law firm Kale, Pennington, and Shipwright. As of this writing I am approaching what would be my tenth year anniversary in this line of work. How, one might ask, does one become a professional bitch-slave? Tha...
Chapter 1 I was sitting in my bathrobe with a towel wrapped around my wet hair in the tiny kitchen of my apartment. I was "enjoying" eating my usual breakfast of dollar store oatmeal when my roommate Brenda came in with the mail. She dropped the newspaper onto the table and sat down beside me. She flipped through a small stack of envelopes. "Bill, credit c...
I have always had a fascination of Pauline Réage's 'The Story of O' -- and the film(-s) -- and the Crepax Comic about it. In the following I have tried my hand in a sort of updated 'fantasy' over the same subject. I hope you will enjoy it -- and excuse errors etc. as English is not my native tongue. You are welcome to repost, but please have the courtesy to...
Note: This is a work of Fiction! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story try to remember: This as a Novel 122. (Tuesday, December 17) Final Wedding Preparations Julia held Sharon...
Bob and Angie were married on a sunny day in October. Bob was in his mid-twenties, working in construction as a project manager after gaining his civil engineering degree on the coast. He was with a small company designing and building bridges, road work, and other smaller civil jobs. He was medium height, and with him working outdoors supervising jobs, he...