Everyone's over 18 in this story, and if you have any suggestions for things you want written about let me know. This one contains some piss play, but that's about the extent of the weird stuff since you're browsing in this genre. *** Bobbing her head up and down on her husband's cock, she heard him moan out her name, "Carla... Carla..." His hands were bra...
October 5th, 2063 Lexi reached for his purse and took out his compact mirror. Mostly out of nervousness, he had to check his appearance again. Alexandra St. Claire was sitting in the waiting room for Carter Logistics on the 56th floor of the MacArthur Building in Chicago, trying to get one of the most coveted jobs available for white bois these days. Being...
Editor's Note: this submission contains raceplay and racial kink content. * I was programmed for it. From as far back as I can remember white men have been under attack. Schools, music, Hollywood, hell, even our own Government have proclaimed the evil white men are responsible for. They tell us how we're the root of the worlds problems. They decry our tox...
Author's note: I'm not really a writer. This is my first submission. It may be kind of a slow burn, but it'll heat up, I promise. I'm hoping for constructive comments, and I welcome your ideas for future chapters! —— My phone rings around 11:00 on Tuesday, and I smile big when I see who's calling. "Miko!" I practically shout into the phone by way of hel...
"Ah...this is heavenly," Miko sighed as she lowered herself up to her shoulders into the warm, bubbling pool of semen. "I've been to an onsen or two, and while normal water is nice, I think that this literal cum-bath is the best, hands down!" Sitting not far from her, Krista found it a little hard to disagree. While she had been skeptical about Miko's claim...
Well, watching Tonya's belly grow to an unbelievable size as she produce twin boys, each weighing just a little over nine pounds each was amazing. Her dumb ass husband never suspected a thing. He actually became excited and traded his Corvette for a Volvo station wagon. Tonya begged me to allow her to tell him, knowing how much he loved that car and how upse...
Our usual group of four couples was having the normal once a month party. It was a Saturday afternoon start to the party and we normally partied well into the evening. We were having one hell of a good time having a few drinks and telling all kinds of wild stories. It was my wife Judy and I (Ray Staebler), my sister Pat and her husband Bruce Vincent, Nancy a...
The air around the altar seemed to pulse with energy. Though the robed man standing to the side seemed focused only on the task at hand, the stark naked girl bound to the stone table squirmed with fright. She tried to scream but could not bring enough air into her lungs to cry out. She looked wildly from side to side, saw the black tallow candles burning an...
White paper sky was a ceiling on the world set high enough that the departing planes sailed trapped below it. Blustery wind made me grab my blazer and pull the front of it overlapping beneath crossed arms and hunched shoulders. "We are very sorry," the man said, bowing over and over in short, precise little bobs, the motions of a bird drinking. "Very sorry....
The candles flicker weakly, flames digesting the last of the wick as I watch. My hopes and enthusiasm for the evening wanes, just as the candlelight does. Just as it had for several months now. With a heavy sigh, I look at my phone and read Charles' last text for at least the twentieth time and find myself wondering if he really is pulling an all-nighter at...