t was 7:30 pm at the university. You and others were working on a particular project know the Metal suit although you can easily and quickly build it by yourself and make it ten times better than this piece of junk. But it was a team effort, and they pour their heart and soul into it. You can't just ruin the team effort. You were only assistance and pretende...
As Frank lay there on the thin mattress, listening to Justin climb the stairs, he thought about all that had happened and what he feared was still to come. The dull ache in his ass told him that Mistress Celia was definitely not someone to trifle with. He also thought about the reaction his penis had shown to the various activities he had endured since arriv...
*Author’s note: This story is Public, if you have an idea, start writing!* Robots, science and chemistry have all advanced further than the public is aware of. Due to patents and trade secrets, nobody knew it was even possible to create a sex bot. They can have gravity defying shapes and sizes. They can even alter their owner with chemical cocktails. Cockbot...
This story is from the imagination of the writer and inspired by Return of the Jedi. I have used Huttese words in some parts. These are not of my own. *** 1:30 am. Tarno and the Twi'lek shemale prostitute he found and subsequently bought from the brothel's owner, were now quickly speeding across the Tatooine desert. He considered spending the night at a...
Mistress strides into the playroom in her usual seductive way, her curvy hips swinging side to side, very large full breasts jiggling ever so slightly even though squeezed together to form a captivating cleavage by her black latex skin-tight leotard. A see-through chartreuse skirt accentuates her luscious hip curves, revealing the french-cut leotard plunging...
I met her during the summer. I was only nineteen and working to save some money for college. I had been raised by my grandparents who had both passed away over the past year. After the burial costs I was far from wealthy. My parents weren't around so I was on my own at a young age. I had moved a couple of towns over from where I had grown up and was living i...
Okay, here's my second attempt at a story for this site: it starts slowly, so if you are after instant gratification: look elsewhere. Thank you to the people who advised me about story classification after "Plaything": I'm pretty sure that I have got this one right, though! Please let my have your constructive comments as they will help me to improve. Please...
Since I seem to have sufficient free time and a steady access to pornographic material, I have taken it upon myself to save the world from bad porn! How am I going to do that you ask? By watching lots of porn, jerking it a few times to clear my head, and then give it either my thumbs up or thumbs down. My system of review will be fairly simple. I will pro...
########## Chapter Two I witness others broken to the chakra ########## I awoke not to the sound of fighting, but fucking. And not the high-pitched squeals and cries of women, but the throatier entreaties of men who were either pleading and begging or moaning out their pleasures nearby. And around me there appeared to be several Altan men, some still...
Disclaimer: All characters are 18 and over. Jessica pulled up in front of a large house at the end of the street. She looked down at the text; 1278 Backstreet. "This is the right place," she thought. Jessica was a fairly normal, attractive college girl. She studied hard, partied on weekends, and liked to work out. There was one thing that separated her f...