Interlude (It didn't even start, and it's already nonsense) Okay guys, before I start to tell you this story, I have to make sure you are prepared. This one is really weird, and it doesn´t make any sense at all. It's stupid and ugly and wears a pink tutu for some reason. And the fact that I can´t explain to you why is the fucking point. I, for example, and I...
It was another hot day in the marketplace. Booths and stands filled the town's plaza but the crowds were small this afternoon. Sonja sold the last of her berries and vegetables to a hungry fellow and decided to close up show since business was slow. She and her teenage son, Miller, began taking down their booth. The scorching rays of the sun hit them when th...
If I could clone myself, I probably would. It would be nice to have the possibility of sending a clone to the office for the day, so that I could stay at home and relax with you, share even more of my life with you, give even more of myself to you. But if I could clone myself, I could give even more of my selves to you, especially on the weekends. Just i...
His cock was liberating, it sliced through my being as I heard his balls smack against my ass. My eyes fluttered every time he withdrew only to feel the sweet sensation as he filled me up again. In Sector C, sex is punishable by death. Every human born here is injected with a sensor, whereby increased sexuality activity sets it off effectively blowing up th...
Jordan, Was it really this morning that I saw you last? God it feels like forever! I wanted to kiss you so much at the buses, but I knew I couldn't. You had to wear the jeans didn't you? If there hadn't been a swarm of parents and children, I would have dropped to my knees and sucked your cock until you came. I would have deep throated you and hummed while...
Content warning: Primal scene that includes (consensual) choking and humiliating language. ***** I ring your bell, and you open the door. You're a striking sight, all dressed up: red box-pleated skirt, black hold-up stockings that end (teasingly) just under your skirt-line, and a white top — a short-sleeved bodysuit that's stretched so tightly I could acc...
You have a problem. See, when most people say to someone that they can’t handle their cock, it’s bragging. The human body is very elastic, and with the right preparation and mindset, almost anything is possible. And that certainly contains the possibilities of finding a way to take any mundane human penis, no matter how big. Maybe you brag about some things,...
I go home late, in no rush at all. In the cage, he has made a mess. But he's been in there all day and I am not unreasonable. Troy follows me into the bathroom, all but nipping at my heels, watching me fill the bath with steaming water. He resists his urge to nuzzle my hand as I unfasten the collar from his neck. The bathroom is bright and ivory tiled, a h...
The morning of Christmas Eve showed some promise of ending the snow storm. For awhile the sun was even out and brightly shining, but it apparently wouldn't last. More snow expected for later this evening, according to the weather report. Still, since there was sunshine for the moment, the odds of another Shadow attack soon were remote at best. Most Shadow...
* * * * * Click here to hear GypsyWitch tell Angela146's story.(4.25 min/RealMedia) You need Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * This was one of my early stories. When I wrote it, I was still struggling with the idea of talking about my kinky side, even anonymously. This was the story that brought me "out", with my husband's help. I wrote the...