Oatmeal jumps high and gets the stairs near the window. The building looks like a big shiny skyscraper. Oatmeal looks down. "Oh, look I can't even see enough people on the streets." Oatmeal grabs the pipes of the stairs. "I need to go to the laundry because it's Friday night but," "Heeeey, no banana at home!" A voice shouts. Oatmeal looks at the windows an...
Having woken up early in the morning from what felt like a decent nights sleep, the first thing I realised that the crotch was sticky from the nights....private activity. Unfortunately as I slipped out my sheets and started fumbling my clothing off to hide the evidence of my masturbation, I noticed far too late Leanne standing in the doorway. Shyly I smiled...
A year? Had it really been that long? I looked at the date on my phone, and there was no doubt. It was a year ago today that I had left New York, Eye Candy and Victoria Justice behind. My attention moved over to the time and it was already past 2 am, and sleep didn't seem to be coming at all. I got out of my bed and put on some work out gear, grabbed my phon...
Pease note: story is fiction. Contains depictions of harmful activity. Do not try. ***** My dear slept with Magnus the night of their 'date'. I mean they spent the night in our bed, nude and cuddled. Their relationship had progressed from hand jobs to tit fucks. They kissed far more often than I was able to kiss my betrothed. There was a real emotional con...
April 4. 11:34 P.M. The phone rang. It wasn't so much the fact that the phone rang that bothered Lyle Fenton, but rather which phone rang. Fenton's bloodshot eyes stared at it in disbelief. "Lyle, are you going to get that or not?" whined Tina from her usual perch in the upstairs bedroom. Lyle supposed he was, if only to shut Tina up. He rose from the cou...
A princess housewife finds it useful in many ways to have a sissy house boy in her home. But the husband insists on a precautionary measure. Before Maria came into my life, I was just drifting. I was a West Texas slut boy, whose sole purpose in life was to find the next cock to suck. I'd seen her around the apartment complex, but had no interaction till tha...
Camen slumbered in Liana's bed. She had taken the restorative brew and fallen asleep - all the better to mend her battered body. It was supper time but Liana had no appetite. Shortly she would be expected downstairs to give the Duke his birthday gift and although she now found the idea of such things less objectionable than she had, his treatment of Liana ha...
~~Damien~~ As the night went on, two things were becoming painfully clear. First, that the hunters were either not in the tunnel, or hiding terribly well. Second, that working with Fiona was extremely distracting. It wasn't that Fiona was too juvenile to focus, or too bubbly to... not bubble around everywhere, but rather Damien's own mind not being able to...
WARNING!!!!!!! DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU ARE EASILY OFFENDED. THIS STORY CONTAINS BRUTAL BEHAVIOR AND IN NO WAY IS CONSENTING TO THIS BEHAVIOR. THE AUTHOR DOES NOT APPROVE OF ACTING OUT THIS FANTASY. GIRLS DO NOT WANT THIS TO REALLY HAPPEN TO THEM. THIS STORY IS FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY. DO NOT BEAT GIRLS AFTER READING THIS STORY. THANK YOU AND EN...
All characters portrayed in this story are 18 years or older, any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental and in the mind of the author. I wish this had happened to me but it is just a story that I felt you might enjoy. ----- Pulling the scarf from her hair she allowed it to fall around her shoulders. It had been keeping her hair out of...