Chapter 5: The Maid I awoke to the sounds of lovemaking. I tried to move and then realized that I was bound and gagged at the foot of Cindy's bed. I hurt all over. My ass, back and legs were red and raw with welt and bruises. My ass and sphincter were so torn, that it hurt just to move. The huge butt plug that was wedged into my ass did little to ease that...
- Day 1 - In hindsight, it was one of the moronic things I had ever done! The only excuse I can offer is that I was a bored 19 years old on a hot summer's afternoon. Mother and I had gone into town to go shopping. She had bought some clothes for me, but most of the afternoon had been looking for boutiques for Mom. It was my last summer of freedom before fal...
This is a story about a young 28-year-old beauty that has a craving for filthy sex beyond anything I've ever seen or experienced. She loves being a slut and especially with the more unappealing men that think her to be unobtainable. That's right. She really loves to fuck ugly men and act extremely filthy for them. Hope you enjoy Nicolle's story. * * * * *...
This story is my first attempt to write any kind of fiction. I look forward to any feedback in the comments. Also, this first chapter is mostly about setting up the story, so includes a bit of background and takes a bit of time to reach the good stuff. Please bear with it, and the next few stories will be more focused. -------- Tamara was standing there,...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
Note: First, thanks to everyone for the good reviews on Bounty of the Hunt! It's very encouraging! Here's another tale of misconceptions and lust in Azeroth for you all, hopefully as enjoyable as the last. As a side note, if you'd like to see a particular combination of races in a story, let me know and I'll see what I can work up; this stuff is pretty darn...
The far corner of the country cemetery was heavily over grown. Fruit trees, almost barren in their neglect, arched their twisted branches over what might once have been hedgerows. The air was heavy with the scent of jasmine, which knotted its way into the uplifted boughs. Late summer grasses, golden and grown to hip height, waved their flag like seed heads i...
When people see us, I know what's on their minds. I know because a few brave souls have come right out and asked me. What is a fit, slender, beautiful girl doing with someone who is at least twenty years her senior? Sometimes I tell them the truth. Other times, I just say, "the heart wants what the heart wants." What am I talked about? I am talking about ho...
Author's Note: First a little shout out to Laceydresser- Unintentionally, this looks longer than the first but it is broken up, with you in mind. I write different story lines at the same time and end up splicing chunks that I like together. Sometimes the chunks are pretty big. Despite the length, I sincerely hope you still like it if you happen to come acro...
"Don't go 'round tonight It's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise" -Creedence Clearwater Revival *** Lavinia's eyes dropped from the mirror and she couldn't help looking at the newspaper headline blaring at her from the top of the bureau: "'WEREWOLF' STRIKES AGAIN!" She stopped what she was doing long enough drop the paper into t...