Warning: more scat, piss, incest (sort of), giant worship. ***** "Oh my God Jess!" her mother looked up at her in shock. "What happened to me?" Jess cried. She stepped into the large main hall. Luckily the ceiling was quite high there, about 25 feet, so Jess didn't have to hunch. "It's alright Jessy. We'll figure this out." her father assured her. He pi...
Authors's note: This is the complete version of a story that was originally released in two separate parts. (Mf/bdsm/prostitute/anal/scat/Mdom) Jake Mathers was a sick man. Sick in the head that is. The demented product of an upper class upbringing that saw a few small yet distinct moments in his early childhood that turned him this way, he was now in his m...
Note-As you may of noticed, Umagod was incomplete. This is the finish. If scat bothers anyone, don't read this story. * * * * * "Fuck my nasty asshole, you naughty boy. I rocked back and forth, and Uma had a hard time even on here hands and knees keeping steady. I tried hard to help her by holding her shoulders. "Yeah, you like my cock in your tight lit...
This story is fictional. All persons depicted are over the age of 18. All names have been changed to protect identities. This is the sequel to my previous story. If you haven't already read it, you may want to. * *DISCLAIMER* This story DOES contain instances of shit, piss, and vomit. If you're not into that, DO NOT read this story. If you are into that,...
Disclaimer: This is a fantasy. I would never want someone to do this for real. If themes of humiliation, degradation, and bondage offend you, you may want to look elsewhere. But if that's your thing, feel free to enjoy! (Note: this story also contains scat. It's not a huge part, but it is there, so be warned.) When Megan awoke, she found herself lying on...
I came to in a dimly lit room, lying in an unfamiliar bed. The sheets were made of silk and looked to be very expensive. The whole room was extremely luxurious, with wooden pillars carved out and finely decorated. For a minute, I felt relaxed looking over the fine decor, until my eyes stopped on a photograph sitting on the table next to the bed. In the pictu...
James stood happily that morning in front of the mirror, enjoying his free Saturday, wondering what antics he'd get up to for the weekend. He flexed his strong but lean core, shaved carefully twice a week to expose his rippling abs that extended all the way down to the waistband of his white Hanes briefs. Boxes lay all over the new apartment, clothes piled...
For much of my adult life I have been aroused by women doing things that many would consider nasty or disgusting. I'm a Black male and it's a popular belief that Black women don't engage in strange and unusual sexual practices. I can openly say that this myth is simply untrue. My first experience with urophilia or known in common slang as watersports or gol...
***Warning. This story contains scenes of Scat and watersports. If you don't like that kind of stuff then please stop now. BUT maybe, just maybe you might like it anyway.*** Sister Anna checked finished her morning prayer, and placed her bible and rosary into the silver case that sat upon her desk. The morning was still early, but she had a busy day ahead o...
This story is entirely a work of fiction. ***** I walked into the Close Encounters Astrolounge for the third night that week. I wandered over to the bar, about twenty feet or so from the front door. The lounge was a good-sized room, probably 25 or so feet square. To the rear of the bar, in the left-hand wall, was a set of heavy wooden doors, which led to...