(Disclaimer: This story is a work of fantasy; names and places are products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously.) Rose Byrne: XXX-Men Goddess In Hellfire It was almost six in the morning when they resumed filming, the star of the show enjoying a steamy shower and quick nap before coming back to the set and shucking her robe. The Las Vegas st...
(Disclaimer: This story is a work of fantasy; names and places are products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously.) Rose Byrne: The Badge Sucker Of all the corrupt police cities in the world she had to walk into his, reclining in his big comfy chair with her bare feet propped on his big comfy desk, her long sun kissed legs disappearing behind ye...
Another short story I wrote last year for a friend of mine who drew a sexy piece of art for me. Though I must warn you, this story contains anthropomorphic (Or Furry in simpler terms) characters, not humans. If that's not your cup of tea, leave now, or just waste "BAWWW" space on the comments below. -------- On a typical Saturday night, most people woul...
Sometimes I get a craving for cock. And I just want to suck one after the other until my mouth’s so sore I can’t get it around a dick anymore. I also like it anonymous. There’s something so very hot about not being able to see the guy whose cock I’m eating and his not being able to see me except the glance of me he gets through the glory hole at the xxx book...
I Love Dick Hi! I am Stephanie. My friends call me Steph. I am 20 years old now, X'X" XXX #, 38D, 28, 36 - a bit chunky, thick thighs, hairy bush and armpits. Some may call me a BBW, whatever that means - big, butt banging bitch, broad, babe, woman, whore. Whatever. And I love Dick. Dick was my first love. I lived a sheltered life, only daughter, only chil...
Christina drummed the desk with her fingers, looking around the office for a distraction from the papers in front of her. Concentrating on Friday afternoons often proved a challenge, particularly with a case as boring as Thompson vs. Thompson. If she were to have an affair, it would at least be exciting - nothing like the clumsy fumbling that leads to most d...
Edited originally by Willyb220, and recently by Chilleywilley and overstar This is a story I picked up in a bar, drinking late one night. I don't know if it's a true story or a guy's fantasy, or a mixture of both. Some times you fantasize long enough; you think it's the truth. Well, tell me how you like it, because I have a ton of stories I've gotten from...
My latest work had been published on Literotica. The story was called 'Meeting Emily', and it was a 'Celebrity story' about a fictional encounter with Emily Windsor, the star of the 'Warrior' trilogy of films. Emily was 25 at the time, 5'5" tall, honey-blonde hair; although in the film her hair was always tied back. Emily is very fit, as shown by the amoun...
Come the following Monday I was full of anticipation, mixed with dread, as to what my fourth task might be. I well knew that my husband, Steven, was planning the tasks so each of them was increasingly humiliating, causing me to submit my body in a manner I thought would always remain in my fantasies only. As I nervously joined Steven in the lounge after din...
"Hold still, almost have it. There. Is that too tight?" "No" she said, stealing a glance at him. His back was to her, and she could not see what he was doing. Her bare chest was pressed against the large plate-glass window in front of her and the sun heated her body. She was afraid to look out. It was almost high noon, the busiest time of day. The street be...