Saoirse Stories

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Skins Don't Cry Ch. 02

by workingclass_grizzly on Mar 9, 2020
Romance

"How was school?" Connor asked his daughter over burgers and fries. He took a sip from his milkshake, rolling his head on his neck. Saoirse paused for a moment, chewing her fries before answering. "It went okay." She rolled her eyes, tossing locks of hair back over her shoulder, "Just kind of the same stuff, you know? Listening to kids that are just goofin...

Saoirse's Penile Preference Pt. 01

by JakePeters on Jul 4, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

"You're the first uncircumcised guy I've been with," Saoirse said one evening — apparently from nowhere — when we were lying in bed after sex. We had been going out for over a month by then and it had been the most exciting start to a relationship I had ever experienced. From the moment we were introduced by a mutual friend at a party, and we discovered how...

Jerome Ch. 05: Ostara Breeding

by ZachDocEight on Oct 5, 2020
Erotic Couplings

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** WARNING: This story involves scenes of graphic sex including reluctance, seduction, incest, mind-control, fornication, breastfeeding and anal. If that is not what you are looking for don't read on. All sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by human adults over eighteen y...

Lonesome Moon Pt. 07

by LiteratureQueen1203 on Sep 28, 2020
NonHuman

My Daniel walked through my front door, his new little whore right behind him. This was fun, though, because this was exactly what I had expected him to do, to bring his little fuck toy as a show of possession and separation, possession of her and separation from me. My name is Megan Holly. I'm a twenty-four-year-old white woman of German and French descent...

Golden Globes Ch. 01

by MichaelScarn on Feb 6, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

The tension in the air was palpable as I escorted them backstage. Chris Hemsworth quickly peeled off from the group, making an excuse about needing to go to the restroom. Jessica Chastain had just presented the Best Actress award with him, and he stayed silent as she had twice butchered the name of the winner. To be fair, Saoirse Ronan isn't the most intuit...

Lonesome Moon Pt. 03

by LiteratureQueen1203 on Mar 9, 2020
NonHuman

My name is Saoirse Lennon. Saoirse is an Irish name, which is why it's pronounced 'Ser-Sha', and I'm of Irish descent, obviously. I'm a twenty-two-year-old white girl, five-eight, one hundred thirty-seven pounds, with long, curly brown hair that falls to my shoulders, and I have brown eyes, though I suspect those eyes will change to a golden color soon. Let...

Lonesome Moon Pt. 05

by LiteratureQueen1203 on Sep 21, 2020
Erotic Horror

(Author's Note: I put in an introductory part to any series I write so that anyone who hasn't been reading the former parts of the series can catch up to speed. However, if you've already been reading this series, you can skip the intro by heading down to the first page break, which looks like this: *****. Thank you for reading, and enjoy! LQ). You have got...

Lonesome Moon Pt. 08

by LiteratureQueen1203 on Sep 28, 2020
NonHuman

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** My name is Megan Holly. I'm a short, twenty-four-year-old white girl, five-foot-two, one hundred and twenty-eight pounds, short, dyed-blonde hair, beautiful cherub face, lovely green eyes, hourglass body with a beautiful heart-shaped ass, C-cup breasts, dark-pink nipples, b...

Lonesome Moon Pt. 02

by LiteratureQueen1203 on Mar 2, 2020
NonHuman

My name is Saoirse Lennon. I moved out to the town of Lonesome Moon with my dad, though 'town' is a relative word. We actually moved out to the middle of bumfuck nowhere, out into the middle of snow and pine trees. The town is actually forty minutes away through rough country, and the roads out here consist of little more than backwoods dirt and gravel that...

Sullivan

by Bebop3 on Jan 23, 2019
Romance

Boston Massachusetts, 1873 Damnit. It was out and was cutting my tongue. Thirty bouts, and I finally lost a tooth. I prodded the space where it should be and found the jagged remainder sticking out from the gum. On my hands and knees in the center of the ring, I spat the tooth and a mouthful of blood onto the dirt and sawdust. I stared at the wall of the...