Ch. 06- Hot Tubbing with Nymphilli Owen pulled away from our kissing, leaving me in a euphoric haze. 'Finally!' 'Freedom!' The girl Hathor, or Josephine, is most certainly another Succubus. I could smell her supernatural pheromones a hundred feet away, and I was certain she too could smell mine. However, she would assume I'm Megan, her best friend for t...
This started out as a straight up romantic story, but I went back and rewrote it as an interracial story. Still, I ask you to be gentle with me. This will be a stand-alone story; there are no additional chapters planned at this time...and I promise that a lot of you readers will probably hate me by the end of this. I won't apologize for it. Either you'll lik...
Seth Vaughn had never seen anyone so beautiful. She was in the fifth row or maybe the sixth or seventh...it didn't matter for she was captivating. Clad in red, and smiling...seemingly at him. "You here...Hello!" Seth looked at his trainer, Pops McKensie who was yelling in his face. He used to train boxers, but as time passed, Pops saw the writing on the wal...
Authoress' note: Thank you all so much for the reviews and comments! This is meant to be an intersection of story and sex, with "real" and meaningful characters, both "on-screen" and "backstage". Think of this like an episodic multimedia show, kind of like if WWE seamlessly blended Raw or Smackdown with Total Divas and a "reality" show backstage. It's not al...
"Take this big black dick, you filthy white whore." The guy screams out as his grip around my waist tightens and he pounds my pussy into submission. "I love your big black cock." I screamed out for what seemed like the millionth time in my life faking that his below average size dick was destroying my sweet white pussy. As he pounded away on my pussy, my mi...
This story is done by me ThePac all copyrights are mine and all people situations and storylines in this work are fake and did never happen. You must be 18 or older to read this erotic work of fiction and any feedback good or bad for this story can be sent to me via the CONTACT tab on my profile.. The time of this story is November 2000 and based slightly on...
Nathan Gargano's disgusting slurps echoed throughout the house. It roared out through the open windows into the street; it blew down the doors, set off car alarms, knocked the neighborhood kids off their bicycles. The horrible, death-rattle gurgling was the only thing staving off the impending interrogation that dangled above the room, and he prolonged it as...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Pulling into her driveway Josie McKellen could smell the steaks on the grill. She actually found herself making it home faster than she predicted. With her studhorse Roman Crandell coaching his boys after school today it gave her time to herself. On a regular routine she and Roman met after school three times a week down in his office. While yes she missed t...
There's one tradition at the Super Bowl, besides games that don't match the hype, that always holds true. That's the really dumb, overblown halftime show. So instead of watching P Diddy, Kid Rock and Nelly lose whatever credibility they have left, gawking at Janet Jackson lip synching badly and wondering whether a certain child molesting freak is gonna show...