WARNING: My stories are especially depraved. But there are people who like them. Let us be, because no amount of your self-righteous disapproval is going to change us, and we're not all up in your business. My view is encapsulated in the following lyrics from Frank Zappa & Steve Vai: "Those of you who enjoy this song: Well, thank you, thank you. I love yo...
(All characters are 18 years of age and up) I tap into my little side and explore what it's like to be Mommy's little girl. I've found that I'm more submissive with other women than I am with men. It took me a while to realize that, but this is where I just go all-out subby for a nice Mommy to let her do whatever she wants with me. I've been having naughty...
"So, buddy, what gives? Or should I say, girlfriend, because, let's face it, we've always acted more like girlfriends in the platonic sense, well, minus your tongue going between my thighs. Other than that, you've been more like a female friend or a gay male one or something like that. Anyway, let's talk, openly now, about what Rain wants out of this relatio...
"Please baby, please." He pleaded with his big brown eyes gazing up at me, glassy with desire. "I want to be locked up, I mean it." We had been talking for weeks about male chastity. Male chastity? WTF. When he first brought it up to me, I thought for sure it was a joke. I never heard of such a thing, and my husband, a pastor! Thank God for the internet...
You know it's a good scene when the space just fades into the background. We started kissing and my vision clouded in lust. This would not do. We had previously negotiated that we would do a scene where he was the bottom and I was the top, and my lust was not making me in control enough to top. Besides, he could always use being knocked down a few pegs. A...
It was an hour before Futters would open and people would come pouring in through the front door for a chance to have some of the unique services or foods/drinks that Fuuters provided. For example, the creamy milkshake had a huge amount of futa cum, usually the cum would belong to the futa that the customer wanted to taste the cum of. They also did a complim...
Chapter One: The Morning After "Ringggggg. Ringgggggg. Ringggggg." Carol was groggily awakened by the sound of a ringing telephone. It was not her cell phone, for she had turned it off to ensure that her bill would stay within her Uncle Ray's budget. This phone was coming from Uncle Ray's room. She usually ignored that phone, for it was never for her. "Ca...
Janice didn't know WHY her roommate had to work out every day, but it aggravated her to no end. The pandemic had shut down all the gyms, meaning the 6'2 goliath had to use their shared living room as a personal workout space. He was usually thoughtful enough to clean up afterward. Usually. But the scent of sweat lingered in the air for hours afterward. "48....
Chapter One "I'm gonna kill that fuckin' Carol!" I mumble as Henry's cock continues to plow into and out of my ass. 'Who the fuck are you kidding?' I ask myself. 'You love every minute of it. It's consensual ass rape. Something that you've fantasized about for years. Only, it's by the pizza guy! Not your hubby. Shit, the prick's probably fuckin' some whor...
John Jarvis sat down in the outdoor lounge chair he kept on his front porch, took a match to his already full tobacco pipe and puffed rapidly on the stem to get it started. Soon, he had settled into slowly leisurely puffs and felt himself relax. This was one of those earned moments. A failed marriage, a dead mother and successful career had bought him retir...