"Hank, you're scaring me. What is it?" "Steffi, I am so sorry, these last couple of days have been so strange. We barely know each other, and I have seen you naked. Heard what has been happening to you, saw you pleasuring yourself. I've listened to you describe in detail what you have been through, and my mind has gone to places it shouldn't have. At first...
We don’t sleep, you know. Fairies, I mean. We don’t eat, either, in any traditional sense, although we do kind of rejuvenate ourselves at our spring revival, but that’s a whole other story. Anyway, being up at four in the morning is nothing for us. We’re up all the time. Fateful moments don’t just happen during the day, you know. In fact, quite a lot o...
I arrive home at midnight after a long day traveling from one client's office to another's. The house is silent and dark. I creep down the hall to find you asleep in the middle of our bed, lying on your back and softly snoring. I do not want to disturb you, as you look to be dreaming peacefully. I go to the kitchen to have a light snack, but nothing seems to...
Ch. 1: How it all started Hannah Johnson is just the average woman in her early 20's settling in her first apartment with her best friend, Gina Adams. Both women were gorgeous, but Hannah and particular was the one who always had all the men swoon. With her dark curly hair, green eyes, perfect smile, and perfect body, she normally got everything she wanted...
"Once you take a huge black dick up your ass, you will never be the same, even if you're a strong Latin woman," Diamond Pocahontas said, with a happy sigh. The curvy, bronze-skinned and dark-haired Latin beauty lay on the bed, still aglow from some stupendous sex with none other than LT, the legendary African American porn star. Tonight was truly one for the...
Disclaimers: • This story is an experiment in surrealism. • This story contains foot-fetish and non-foot-fetish scenes and concepts. Prison Bitches by J. F. Gargiulo When Kimberly woke up, she stretched her arms and legs. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She yawned and sat up. And promptly hit her head on the ceiling. "Ow!" she cried, rubbing her f...
Thank you so much tangentjoker for the editing! I walk inside; bags of heavy groceries burden my arms and hands. From the back bedroom, I hear heavy snoring, from which I can tell is my husband. We were visiting with his sister and her husband earlier today, but ran out of a few food items for breakfast tomorrow morning, so I decided to go alone to grab s...
This is the beginning of a narrative based on how my Wife and I feel our morning could go. Enjoy! =Part 1= The pillow molded itself to the contour of her neck. The blanket seemed alive as her feet rubbed against themselves. She brought the sole of her foot up to her calve and traced it back down. The fabric made some friction, the heat was nice, but the...
This is set about 15 years in the future, after the middle eastern war breaks out further. Communications break down between countries and misgivings were given, after the President of Jordan was shot during a peace talk. Countries closed down their borders and started new regime. Britain began a new terror tactic after a bomb destroyed Buckingham palace and...
3 a.m. During stories taking place over one day, Cinnamon enjoyed phone sex with George; her boss Bill ate her pussy; she takes a late lunch break and visits her lover Mark at a motel, with Mark fucking her ass. Later, Mark fucked her co-worker, Sally, as Cinnamon watched and masturbated; then Sally ate Cinnamon. Late at night in she cybered on the computer...