Wednesday evening. She’s sitting next to Sam in his big white sofa, watching the news, waiting for the latest update on the economy news. The table in front of them are covered in newspapers, notes, and, on top of it all, Sam’s laptop. They are eagerly waiting to see if their stock has gone up over the weekend. After Ellenor’s stockbroker / one night stand h...
You live in the same building as a magical person, hypnotist, fetishist or something else. And you slowly change into a horny bimbo slut. Now who are you? (Authors note: if you enjoy these stories please don’t forget to like. It really motivates us to keep doing what we are doing.) (Authors note 2 onto the adding encouraged I have made a thread to help out w...
In this story you can make a story about sex-hungry and huge-breasted bimbos and how they appear. Here are three versions you can choose from if you want to: Through a strange door you can enter into an alternate universe where all woman (Caucasian, African and Asian) are bimbos and they all crave for sex from the men they outnumber. A town or a city gets s...
The doorbell rang and my heart galloped, as it always did whenever the bell rang. If I kept totally focused on what Mistress wanted, everything was usually okay. However, unforeseen events, like doorbells for instance, almost always spelled trouble. I hurried to find my Mistress and curtsied automatically as I entered her room. "Mistress, there is someone...
THE BACKSTORY © 2012 by Salacious Scribe. Author's Note: This chapter of the story contains NO SEXUAL ACTS AT ALL! But plenty of sex is cumming. If you don't enjoy this kind of unsmut, please choose another story. The idea for this story came from a story idea forum. Thank you janetsexy77. ({*}) ({*}) ({*}) Agatha Allbut was a nerd. Not a hot nerd like...
Genie was getting dressed to go out to the local bar with Jim. As usual, she picked her attire based solely on what other women were likely to be at the bar that night. Genie rarely dressed for men. With her curly red hair, pert round breasts, curvy hips and firm thighs, she knew that she could be nude and covered in baby oil dripping down to her neatly shav...
We arrived home and Annie greeted us warmly, then stepped back to get a good look at me from head to toe, having me turn to see the full look. Satisfied with what she saw, I was told to bring in my clothes, put them away and then pick something pretty to wear as dinner would be ready shortly. Miss Maddy and Annie headed into the main house and I went about m...
Gretel hated goodbyes. Especially goodbyes that lasted a solid week. "Bye-bye, sugar!" cooed the blonde sorority witch, planting a big, sloppy kiss right on Gretel's neck as she snuck up from behind. Gretel whimpered and cried out, the abjuration mage's mind filling with static as his sensitive, silvery magical mark was subjected to a merciless, indulgent m...
"This looks stupid," Mirin said and pulled at her dress. She hadn't worn one since prom, ten years ago that night, but she chose it for that reason. "Couldn't agree more," her mother said, glancing back and forth from the tv. "Thanks, Mom," Mirin groaned. Anxiety swirled and coiled inside her guts, it turned her blood cold, even tamed her inexorable cock,...
Sophie is close to solving the infamous Shimura Conjecture. The needed inspiration comes from a foursome. I'm grateful to my friend (code name Spunk) for background information concerning Math Graduate Students. The pseudo math jargon in this story is fictional and is not based on real terms, except partially. Finally, there is not yet any documented evid...