I was lightly dozing in the warmth of the glassed-in patio at the Shady Rest nursing home when I felt the light touch of my favorite female attendant and smelled her exotic perfume. My eyes and ears don't work as well used to, but my nose is still pretty good for an octogenarian. She knows me well so in a rather loud voice she said "Panty, your grandson is h...
This will be a little different from my normal way of thinking but was inspired by a dream. The story is about a bad woman cop. Jan is a woman in her late thirties, tall at six foot, broad in the shoulders but narrower in the hips from a good workout routine. In her police uniform she actually looks big, hiding her big natural breasts underneath her bulk...
Author's note - Hi! I haven't been able to write in a while, but hopefully that will change soon as my schedule shifts about. This story was written for someone very special and awesome; hopefully it'll be an ok present, even if it is a little late. Like always, any critiques or feedback is greatly appreciated; I have fun writing, but I want to always work o...
Ramon scanned the crowd, looking through a literal sea of witches, devils, vampires and other creatures of the night. He was your typical suave pick-up artist on any given night of the year, but Halloween had always held a special place in his heart. So many women in sexy costumes, people pretending to be monsters... for a natural born liar like him, it was...
Filthy Rich productions had been growing steadily. There was definitely a fanbase for highly degrading porn. The fact that the videos looked fairly real was a huge drawing card for the company. What the fans didn't know was that half of the video showed actual real-life assaults that's why it looked so authentic. What put Filthy Rich over the top was their...
Another sleepless night, the dark enveloping me like a lover’s embrace. My mind wouldn’t let me sleep; Aaron Black’s cock was ripping through my pussy and brain over and over. His muscles, his face, the power in those cold, cold eyes, they all haunted me. The phone rang. “Hello?” “Come over.” “Aaron, how did you get this number?” “I wanted it. So I got...
© 2019, Ribnitin For April Day 2019 contest Eleven was kind of late to start a party, but that's when my evening shift finished. Robert had been on days, so everything was set up: the wine, the whiskey, the snacks. It wasn't an elegant affair, but it was important. Today had been my last shift after thirty-five years as a nurse. My farewell party was at Ro...
Mark was driving the car and Callie sat in the passenger's seat. She had been looking forward to this evening, but now she was just too wound up to relax. She was looking out the window. He had the radio on, some talk jock blaring bullshit and ignorance masquerading as wit. She reached over and turned it off. "Can't listen to that now. Had a bad day. Tired o...
Disclaimer: The writer doesn't personally know J. Gyllenhaal and the story is pure fiction and isn't meant to portray real relationships. * I lay down on a sun bed near a pool, letting the gentle afternoon sun brush my skin. It was my first time visiting the Hawaiian Islands, and so far the visit had been more than pleasurable. I had been working madly th...
This story is based upon true events. Names have been changed. * Daisy and Tara Mason were, as far as I was concerned, the two hottest girls in town. Their good looks were equal parts genetics, hard work, and the best clothing and beauty products money could buy. Since the day I first saw them I knew I wanted nothing more than to make love to both of thos...