Hola, hace tiempo que descubrí esta página y no encontré muchos relatos de este tema en español así que escribiré una de mis fantasías aquí, sientanse libre de agregar capitulos ya sea desde cero o ya de alguna historia que tenga comenzada, lo puse público. Esta es mi primer historia que escribo asi que no esperen una obra literaria o algo parecido pero espe...
[Author's Note: In case anyone is confused, I moved a storyline. I got confused and accidentally wrote several chapters in the wrong path so I have had to adjust it. This may be very confusing and I will hopefully make it as seamless as possible.] [Author's Note: This story is still being written and the game function is still being adjusted. As a result, yo...
And Julia sat in the chair, arms resting on the arm rest, her body controlled and warm in the shadow of the room. Her young lover relaxed and poised, his athletic body shaved and oiled. Julia sat and cast her eyes over the body she knew so well. The body that had revitalised her womanhood and rescued her from a stale marriage and an adulterous husband. She w...
Alex sat on her bed, playing video games. She was a cute high school senior in a baggy hoodie and basketball shorts, her orange hair cropped at her shoulders. She was sucking at her braces in concentration when she was interrupted by a knock on her bedroom door.What's next? Claire, her bully Her best friends Nate and Jane What's next? Claire, her bully H...
"Ugh, I can't BELIEVE that I have to go to their house alone!" Emma said. My son, Andrew, has been getting bullied recently. Almost everyday, he would come home and complain to my husband, Alan, and I about how his bully treats him. He said his name was Chase, and he described him as being really big and says he doesn't seem to care about anything. That wa...
It was my unfortunate fate to meet this individual. If you believed him, he was a retired hit man. Big muscles, bull head, a no neck person, tattoos and impressive to look at. Initially we got on just fine, but there always was a friction between us. It was somehow a competition as to who was more macho. I was the ‘hide my lamp under a bushel type,' he was t...
Before you go any farther, I have a confession to make. I don't know exactly why I am writing this. I'm not sure where this is going to go. It was bothering me all last night, these thoughts and ideas that come to light in these words. I've never had a good relationship with my father, yet that is to say that I have never had a relationship at all with my fa...
Pearson checked the lip gloss in the mirror. He looked perfect. Pearson knew he really didn't look like a woman, just a pudgy little man, chubbiness poking out of the hideous pink nightgown that he and Tatum had purchased through the tranny site. But he liked this-he would go into the bedroom, and Tatum, gorgeous in her own lingerie, would make him suck her...
In the Attic Spenlow thought of beautiful Marigold, and how she'd run her pale pink nails all over his cock as he'd been tied down. She'd be in one of her snug powder blue T-shirts, and licking her lips, tossing her long hair behind her shoulder, and he'd squirm, but be completely in her power. I'd started out with them fucking like rabbits, and then she'd...
CHAPTER 1 "What a prick!" David grumbled more to himself than in any attempt to communicate with his wife. His head and neck were craned as he backed the Lexus slowly out of his bosses' circular drive," A first class bona fide Asshole." He felt rather than saw Helen's eyes upon the side of his face and knew that she would be wearing her amused, impish grin....