Author's Note: This story contains a virgin werewolf, breeding, and more. All characters are 18+, and none were harmed in the writing of this piece. It is not necessary to have read the previous installments in this series, however, doing so may give you some background on repeat characters. ©WednesdaysCoffin2019. This story cannot be transferred to any othe...
It's Monday morning, I should be up and dressing for work but instead I'm still in bed trying to fathom yesterday's events. I am not totally awake, and I find my hand has wandered down past my belly and nested between my thighs. I am a bit swollen, my pubic hairs feel matted, and as I squeeze I find that I am delightfully sore. Oops, let me pause and give y...
The night was quiet, and the streets were empty. Widowmaker was prowling the rooftops, on a mission from a private employer to take out a target. She never asked questions, she only asked for a picture, an address and a time. The less personal, the easier it was to carry out her duty. Not that she minded of course, she took pleasure in her work. Great pleasu...
The older BMW jerked to the sound of gears grinding when Beverly mistimed the coordination between her left foot on the clutch and her right hand on the shifter. The hint of a frown crossed her face before transitioning to determination as she pulled onto the off ramp. A quick glance behind her showed an angry driver flashing their headlights at her sudden t...
This is a continuation of my story Monica's Black Cock Fantasy-Part 1, where Monica realizes her fantasy of sex with a black man by having carnal relations with Sean, the 21 year-old pool boy. Chris, her husband, not only approves of Monica realizing her fantasy, he assisted. All characters are over 18 years of age. This story includes interracial sex. If th...
Your voice fills my head through the headphones. "Stay on your knees with your mouth open, until I tell you you can move, you filthy whore." I can feel the moistness between my bare thighs as I kneel on the cold tiles of the shower floor and you continue your pre-recorded dirty talk. I wait obediently, blindfolded, mouth open, hands clasped behind me, my nip...
Introductory note: The following story features an ongoing character, OFS (Our Favorite Slut), who also appears in "Teamwork: A Gangbang Trilogy," "Tanya Krawczyk," "One Week," "Video Party," and "Jeet." Reading those stories is not essential to understanding "Satisfaction," though Part 2 will refer back to "Teamwork." If you enjoy this one, you may enjoy...
Helen Fernley had kissed her husband as he left for work then she had dressed herself, sorted out the two girls and done the school run. At 26 years of age she had the perfect life as a regular churchgoer, wife and mother whose husband's earnings meant that she had no need to work. But something was missing. Helen felt that she needed some excitement, some...
My knees were starting to throb along with my wrists, but I was only faintly aware of that fact. The hard wooden floor was unforgiving beneath me, and it had been days since I'd had any significant amount of sleep or food, but my pains and problems were the furthest thing from my mind. Her toes brushed my cheek and I trembled, a wave of giddy warmth rushing...
I am posting a series of true stories about my encounters with "providers" around the country. I totally respect these women and in these stories have no intention of demeaning them. The names of the women have been changed for their protection. Everything else is as it happened. I found myself in Des Moines. There are a number of large insurance companies...