Author's Note: This chapter is long, but it's filthy. I'm still weaving a plot and a story but there from this point on, sex plays an important role. I hope you enjoy it. ***** In the dark caravan, Leda considered what her life might have been. What if she had accepted her fate and become a whore? What if she not run that day after Gerald disowned her? Hi...
Author's Note: Thank you again to Secretsxywriter for helping me edit this story. *** "I could just order one online," Haley said. Brie shook her head. "Really? Your man asks you to fuck him, and you're just going to with the run of the mill option?" They both looked around to see if anybody was within hearing distance. The cafe was only half full. It wa...
Introduction to Chapter 2 Since Chapter 1 I have been asked if I sought permission from the original author to continue. Yes, I tried a number of times with no luck, the story is old, and I assume she has moved on. There were a number of things that struck me with the original story. I am a cyclist, and understood that part. As well I know a real life Jill...
Rebecca and I would like to thank everyone for their comments and suggestions for future tasks. Please keep them coming. Denise was pissed as she heard the door slam to Matt's office. She wanted a cock in her now and Matt had pushed her away. 'That fucker, how dare him to push me away. I was practically throwing myself at him and he wasn't there.' She thoug...
A/N: This is a selection from Loose, a story I previously shared about a queer physical therapist who gets into a threeway relationship with a femdom and her rockstar husband. You can find more details about Loose on my profile. ***** While in a meeting with his bandmates and their manager, Blair, Griffin shifted his weight onto a bulge in the back pocket...
Dedicated to a green-eyed girl from the Northwest. It had been such a bad day for Liz. Her cubicle at the newspaper sales office took on the feel of a cell at San Quentin. Her obnoxious co-workers had their "jerk-meters" cranked up to eight; a car dealer had threatened to pull his two-page ad because the paper ran a story about their little habit of sellin...
At one point in time, in His Majesty's kingdom there lived a small but powerful band of men who would scour the villages taking whatever they pleased and killing all they encountered, so as not to reveal whom they were. One afternoon, during a raid, they had ransacked a small village of only about ten huts. They succeeded in immediately killing all the men...
What am I going to do now? Isn't this the way it always starts, I thought to myself. I was getting out of my Navigator to go survey the damage. Yes, the damage. I was in the middle of some wooded lands in the middle of freaking nowhere and no cell reception. As I walked around to the front of my SUV, I noticed two things. One, I wasn't going anywhere anytime...
I can barely see you out in front of me as you tear down the snowy mountain, digging edges with your birthday present; a new snowboard. The shredded, virginal powder delicately sprinkles into my face, across my sunglasses. If it were anyone else in front of me, I'd tell you to slow down. But it's that perfect, heart-shaped ass that keeps my mouth shut. What...
"There." "Pillar." Wakahisa-san advanced one frame and pointed at the screen. "Right there." "Pillar." "OK, now watch how she waves her arms around like she's trying to grab something or catch her balance." Wakahisa-san played the video forward again until the train hit. "Yep." "The kimono woman totally pushed her." "Can't see," Shimizu said, looking...