I was outside last night after midnight. I strolled along the streets of Brooklyn, returning home from dinner. The air was somehow different, fluid and swirling like the thoughts in my head. As I stared past my friends I couldn't help but notice a crescent moon nearly dark in its waning stage. Dark like the urges I felt then. I was torn between my principles...
Sunday morning, Tammy is in the bath and I have just finished cleaning up from the fun last night. Tammy called me, "Ray, can you come here please!" I hurried off to the bathroom expecting a problem, entering there was Tammy stood up in the bath with soap suds all over her body. "What's up?" I asked. "Nothing, I just thought you would like to hose me down!...
"Why are you so ill at me?" Pearl asked as she entered the cold and quiet gym. In her area, the word ill was typically used to mean irritable or grouchy. Darren took the containers from her hands. "It's nothing you did. It's my problem." Pearl followed him all the way to the employee's cafeteria. They got soda cans from a vending machine. She sat down ac...
Adina's fever burned through her like a vicious entity possessing her body. Being sick was a normal part of life in the wastes. You either survived it or you didn't. But she'd never been sick like this, even when she'd nearly died of influenza when she was sixteen. The awful feeling of being too sick to sleep and everything else that came with it wracked her...
Cursing himself for allowing his own under-fed sex drive and stupidity to force him into this, Koroko crept through the bushes while avoiding the skinny, thorn-laden branches, eager to get a view of a small drow outpost. For a lone human deep in the heart of drow controlled territory, this was an amazingly dangerous and foolish journey. Coupled with the fact...
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VIII Saturday Visit (This is a fantasy containing spanking and humiliation. If you do not enjoy reading this type of story please do not read it. It is meant to be a fun story) I rang the bell at Elizabeth Delany's home she is my 45 year old administrative assistant. I could hear her 22 year old daughter Cassie yelling: "I don't have to do as you say, I a...
The "Mourning Dove" sailed bravely ahead of the gale, her canvas stripped to the main staysails and the spritsail to keep her before the wind. She labored up the rise of one mountainous wave to plunge heavily into the trough with a sickening screech as her timber bones flexed inside her oak planked skin. The loose ends of cables and sheets whipped against th...
Alouette did not need to shut her eyes, because the Prince was ravishing her from behind. He had her bent over the brothel's elaborate chaise with every layer of her favourite stage-dress peeled inside-out over her back. She only closed her eyes to do as the other girls taught. To conjure up a lover and put him in the place of the client. Then the juices mig...
Note: This story experimentally combines several fetishes: peeing, pooping, adult breastfeeding, masturbation, dry humping, and lesbian anal play. If you are someone for whom some of these are turn-ons while others are turn-offs, there are other stories on my profile that deal more exclusively with each fetish (except for lesbian anal play, for which this is...