This story contains elements of futanari (girl with a penis) on female. All characters involved are at least 18 years old. ***** "So, I get why I'm here. But why are you here?" I let out my breath in an irritated huff, while trying to keep my arms crossed over my breasts. It's not enough that I have to be stranded, naked, on an isolated deserted islan...
Dear Shoeblossom: It is so weird writing to you! I'm almost twenty-one, and don't know a whole lot about dominance and submission, except that my stepbrother Ludovic is into it, and I've gotten involved in it with him. Kinda. Ludovic is just the sweetest guy, and he raised me after my stepdad left and my mom was committed to the nuthouse for schizophrenia....
--thank you for waiting oh so long and patiently for the 7th chapter. I hope it is worth the wait. If you want to cut to the sex part, go to the last page...but isn't the fun in the "build up?" We walked to Della's, since it was a nice day. There was only a slight breeze—enough to make my skirt not too warm, not too short that the wind would catch it. Thing...
"You said that a month ago, Li. And the month before that, and the month-" "I know, I know." Li said in mock annoyance. Li was telling her best friend once again that she thought she should end the relationship with BJ. "This time, it's different. Things... are progressively... weirder." "Weirder how?" Tori asked. "I mean, it's you, so things have to be we...
What does pussy smell like? Musky? Sweet? Fishy?-whatever the smell, I have rarely experienced a feminine aroma that smelled overtly bad. Many people say they all smell different, and it's been my experience that this is indeed the case. Sure, there are similarities like the dominant "musk" that so many people describe, but like fine whiskey, each one is di...
Author's Note: This story contains a lot of gross material, including bathroom stuff (poop) and giving birth. If that makes you uncomfortable, then this story isn't for you. * * * "It looks like a bunch of dicks," I said. I noticed the potted plant on Roweena's coffee table as the two of us hung out in her basement. She and I had been close friends in hi...
Disclaimer: I do not own Supergirl or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "We don't have to do this tonight." Kara said softly, and sadly, "Or, you know... ever." "No, no... it's been months. And I promised you." Alex pointed out reassuringly. "But, do you want too?" Kara softly pushed, not the first tim...
Hi, my name is Laura, I'm a primary school teacher and I love my job. I'm your typical teacher, happy, smiley, blonde, pretty in a hot-but-slightly-geeky librarian kinda way. I wear glasses which make me look even hotter, or at least that's what my last boyfriend said ... oh, and I'm single. Being single is kinda what got me into the problem I'm in and why...
It was just me and Mini from now on. My father—or at least his body—remained back home where he could easily be forgotten. That is, after all, the first step to overcoming grief: forgetting. Part of forgetting was moving. After dad died I decided to sell the house and leave Seraphina behind me for good. My father had left me a substantial amount of money—mo...
Sarah's Husband I was nineteen sitting at a table of other nineteen-year-old degenerates. We sat outside, drank rounds of coke, and everyone had their Marlboro packs obscuring the red and white striped table cloth. I ordered a TGIF burger, greasy, a favorite. My body had a secret inside shimmering of nerves, dehydration, and malnutrition from last night's k...