Author's Note: Jessi, the narrator and main character of this story, is a character from my recently completed multi-chapter series, A Tale of Two Paramours. This new series, Breaking Jessi, focuses on the immediate aftermath of Jessi's breakup with Mark Warner—the narrator and main character of A Tale of Two Paramours—and the short-term consequences of th...
As Charlie with her head raised off the cushion admired her new sissy pussy, she felt a complete head rush. As she and Tim had discussed just one guiche piercing at such length, over and over, texts flying back and forth on the crest of a wave of horniness and a submissives deep desire to please, she had fixated on the idea of being pierced without her wife...
Kevin sat sideways at his desk, in his apartment, his right leg laying on top the desk, his left leg resting on the floor. Sue knelt on the floor between his legs, her head bobbing up and down, her mouth filled with his manhood. John sat across the small living on the couch watching, stroking his cock inside his pants. John and Sue had driven down to spend a...
PREPARATIONS The world is a small place, there might be six steps to Kevin Bacon in the global scale, but in a single city there is a significant chance that two random people have a common acquaintance. I learnt that when Émeraude invited me to Ashley's bachelorette party; it soon turned out that Stacy was a friend of theirs and of course was invited as we...
Anduin's third marriage was a tad different than the previous ones. The differences started with the surroundings. In the months since his marriage to Valeera, almost all buildings in the whole cathedral district had begun to be torn down. Those that still stood unchallenged either had historic value or were used as houses while the massive renovation took p...
The extra help was something Anduin had no idea how it had slipped by him this past month. Materials, manpower, money, all of these were needed in quantities that they should have passed through his authority at one point or another. He would have been right in old Stormwind, but new Stormwind had about five times the economic power and more than enough labo...
Dawn was very pleased with herself. Her first semester at Wheaton College was progressing very nicely. Her classes were all introductory and with a bit of time in the library, it wasn't difficult for her to get decent grades. She got along with her coursemates, and she enjoyed the newfound freedom of living away from her parents. Particularly the freedom...
Amy rolled over, unable to sleep. Her husband's snores were keeping her awake. He and the kids had returned from their camping trip earlier that evening, not ten minutes after she had pushed her black boyfriend Treyvon out the door. After she got back from her mother in law's house, she had spent the afternoon sharing his cock with her sister, both of them...
Author's Note: The Village Sluts is a story focused around two women who continue to grow their bond and fall in love as they experiment with their shared fetishes. This story, therefore, contains strong scat and pee play. This includes smearing, tasting, eating, soiling, etc. If you do not share these fetishes, please stop reading. If you do continue to re...
Thanks to Todger 65 for the edit. Gragonog The Ravisher stared at the tangle of flesh before him. His tusked face wore a confused expression, uncharacteristic for him. The pile of flesh was located within, what he had thought was, a carefully constructed pentagram. The tangle of limbs and flesh wriggled and wraggled, scrambling like an epileptic spider....