Chianti squatted happily over Jocelyn's perspiring face as the older woman strained to fully get her tongue in Chianti's asshole. "Faster, that's right, Jocelyn. You have to rim me in and out, up and down, there you go, and now to my cunt, hon." Jocelyn groaned and Chianti looked down, wincing slightly. Jocelyn was perhaps not Chianti's most enticing clien...
Dear Shoeblossom, As an artist of sorts, I remember reading that the writer William Burroughs spent his final years, after his debacles in New York and Tangier, in very quiet Lawrence, Kansas. It wasn't as exciting as Mexico, where he'd shot Mrs. Burroughs' head off while playing "William Tell" with a martini glass so precariously placed...but it was time...
Now, Soapy stared at Melinda 109 as Webb kept babbling at her, holding her hand as if she was a real, live woman. Melinda had been in and out of The Little Shop a lot after Gridwell had reluctantly returned her... Most clients couldn't afford more than a half-hour visit, and Soapy would wince as he'd hear their agonized shrieks as Melinda caned them in th...
Amy was sitting astride Ben's waist when he woke the next morning. He was lying on his back with his arms by his sides, arms that were now pinned in place, immobilised by her thighs. She was sitting on his tiny chastity cage, enjoying the feel of the high security device resting between her bare cheeks. Her long dark hair hung down over her shoulders, mode...
Authoress' notes: This is a(nother) sequel to the Imperial Prostitute series. I know I'll get a lot of negative feedback on this story, but I don't care. I really enjoy writing this, especially the character Ta'tan'ia. If you don't want to read it, don't. I really, really want to end this series, as I do feel as though it's going on too long. However, beside...
Porky was weeping bitterly, and at the same time, his dick was straining, and quite excited. Who was this girl? Starla was his friend Spalding's cousin, and he'd seen how she enslaved him--Olivarius, the school's intramural lacrosse coach had told Porky that Starla had taught him how to suck his own dick... Several young women of Porky's acquaintance foll...
The Perfect Pair, Part 8 (fetish, chastity, consensual, cross dressing) By ChangeYourPassword Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and...
Authoress's notes: The following story takes place soon after the conclusion of Legacy of the Force. This is the 10th Star Wars story that I have written. Please read and enjoy all of my stories, and vote me a five! Also, please leave me feedback, public or via email. Fifteen minutes later, they were both wearing their gym outfits, and walking out of S...
This is by far the most torturous piece I have written so far. Thank-you again to everyone who has expressed their love of My work so far. I hope this instalment lives up to your expectations, desires and fantasies. Poor Lucy! I had teased her all day with a remote vibrating egg, made her service two of My friends' slaves, and come out to dinner still cover...
When Blume and Chloe got home from their BDSM party, they were still shaking their heads over the odd goings-on at the dinner party. But Chloe had a funny smile on her face. "You know, Blume... What's this porn stuff about?" Blume blushed. "Chloe, you have to understand, there's fantasy and there's reality... The whole chastity thing is kind of a fanta...