Street Walker Stories

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The Karma Fuck

by Decayed Angel on Sep 13, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

It was strange, but mostly it was embarrassing. I mean, there I was in the final two strokes of a deliriously powerful orgasm, as I closed my eyes in the absolute joy of the moment and I came. Suddenly I heard screams and moans and I opened my eyes to see my cum arching out from my cock and splashing right in the middle of a beautiful, baby shower cake. Tak...

Sarah vs. the Third

by smrtguy85 on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Welcome to the fourth chapter in my 'Sarah vs.' series. It's been a much longer time since my last update than I planned, but that's life, isn't it. It just keeps getting in the way of all the fun. I promise to get the next story up faster. This time the girls in question are, as always, Yvonne Strahovki as the titular Sarah and guest star Kristen Kreuk as...

Dealing with Alien X

by NewRyder446 on Mar 21, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Deep in the continent known as Antarctica a sleek black jet was on its way to an undisclosed location. Inside of this single pilot jet was Special Agent Anna Murphy; the 28-year-old woman had long silky black hair with light hazel eyes and a mocha skinned voluptuous body. She was dressed in a tight black thermal catsuit with matching colored boots and gloves...

Dry Valley Ch. 08

by RedHairedandFriendly on Sep 12, 2017
Chain Stories

The Morning After There was something . . . no someone in bed with her. Bailey let one leg stretch slowly out and her toes touched the warm flesh of another. She chewed on her bottom lip, wondering exactly what had happened last night. Had she drunk too much? Perhaps she mixed her allergy medication with a shot of tequila and lime? No, she didn't have a han...

Laurel's Reunion

by Softly on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Laurel read hullo_nurse's e-mail a second time. "We have been batting around the idea of a reunion on the BB for some time. I have been chatting with SEAL 6. He and "Sugar", the same Sugar in "Imagine being Sugar" are taking an airplane from Andrews to Hawaii this Friday. They will return the following Tuesday. They are willing to pick up all the gals. Sugar...

The Way I Survive Ch. 01

by calebsliverleaf on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Authors note: all events and or people in this story are purely fictional and over 18 years old. As always comments or suggestions are welcome. Please enjoy. As always there are no explicit sex scenes in the story. ------------------------------------------------ My name is Darren Thomas and I just turned 18 years old. I stand 5'11" and weigh 170lbs. with...

Weekend, Fact or Fiction

by hot_ladytexas on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

She woke up lazily, still in that dreamy state of almost awake and wanting to roll over and go back to sleep. Then the throbbing started, memories of the dreams she had that night, dreams filled with sex and this brought a smile to her face. She rolled over to kiss her husband and he was not there, she laid there a little longer thinking about the events of...

Wolf Creek Ch. 21

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The atmosphere in the Manchester Walker mansion was so cold and austere—and judgmental—that Ada could feel herself drying up and withering away from the inside. But this is exactly what she wanted; if she had known how to enter a convent, she would have done so. She wanted this cancer of sensuality inside her to be lanced and to flow away. The Walker sister...

A Clockwork Green Ch. 11

by AwkwardMD on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

I kneel down and run my hand through the green grass. The bathrobe I grabbed hangs open lewdly, untied, as I stare. Charlotte bursts out the back door a few seconds later, bedsheet wrapped tightly around her shoulders and dragging along the ground behind her. I look back over my shoulder at her. I'm sure her blank stare matches mine. *** "Should I bring...

Dead Things Need Love Too

by Darkestkiss on Sep 15, 2017
Erotic Horror

The young man, brow furrowed and glasses perched low, bent over the table. His scalpel gleamed in the low light as he sliced through flesh and sinew. A thick tube was twisted with some force into the opening he created, allowing a dark viscous fluid to ooze toward the drain. Mr. Walker didn't move, but that was expected. Corpses tend not to do that. He turn...