This story takes a completely different track from my other series. Sorry no femdom this time. Author's content warning: Please be aware that this Fetish/Bisexual/Non-Consent/Voyeur story eventually contains explicit, graphic descriptions of Science Fiction. The Semen-ator This stranger knew all his secret, perverted fantasies - How? 1 Green Arbor Chase...
The time between shifts passed the way it always did: without merit. Adrian had a series of mental exercise packets he had found in a used book store. They were similar to the ones the hospital had given him after his accident, perhaps a little harder and varied. The one he was on now had the words "FIFTH GRADE" in big blue bubbled letters across the front....
"Sir? Would You please rub some oil on my back?" I looked up and saw slut naked in the bathroom door, having just gotten out of the shower. I got right on that, because any time you're asked to rub oil on your slut's back, you should do it. It usually leads to good things. "Mmm thank you Sir." I quickly dispensed with rubbing on her back and made my way to...
The alarm had been buzzing for a solid two minutes when a bleary-eyed Scott finally rolled over and slammed his hand down on the offending device. The harsh noise ceased immediately, and Scott groaned as he rolled back again and cautiously stared at the ceiling. It was still dark in his bedroom, although a single beam of light cut through a tiny gap in his...
All characters in this story are 18 and older. ***** Rikka sighed, wistfully flicking through her Instagram feed. She was reclined in her favorite spot by the pool, shaded by an umbrella as a bevy of vacationers splashed a few feet away from her. A cool ocean breeze whisked past the nape of her neck, wavy black tresses of her hair tied up in a ponytail. T...
Katherine arrived at the address shortly after dark had settled on suburbia. The building was not well-kept, weeds had overtaken the small parking lot, challenged only by the scattered trash. It had been painted several different colors in its life, each apparently more garish than the preceding one. It had never been much more than it was now – a lingerie m...
This story is a fantasy, a parody if you will, pure fiction and is not intended to be taken as a real-life depiction of the sex-life of Shannen Doherty. Although if it was, maybe she'd loosen up and not be quite so much of a bitch. Feedback encouraged! ___________________________________________ Shannen Doherty was walking along the beach in Hawaii. Her c...
Down to the laundry with the suit in hand, I find myself smiling at the secret mischief I pulled with it the night before. I promptly head to the kitchen, grab a quick bite to eat, and get items prepared for breakfast. The drab staff is just having their usual banter but after yesterday I feel a changed woman. The breakfast bell summons me, and I do a quick...
[This was written for a sexy lady I chatted to in a chat room the other day: there is very little descriptive content because she was rather shy about revealing any personal details: but I wrote this for her, doing the best I could with what I had to work with, and am publishing it with her blessing. As this is my first attempt at an erotic story, I would we...
"Darn it, Katie, no, I'm not going to do that!" Carl stated emphatically, sitting up in bed. "What's wrong with it? You won't even try it?" she asked, exasperated by his unadventurous spirit in bed. "Hitting my girlfriend isn't sexy," he almost shouted. "I didn't ask you to 'hit' me, I asked you to spank me. There's a difference," she explained, losing pa...