The summer was blossoming with high temperatures, declining the presence of the AC. The road was slipping under my eyes, through the glass window of that damn black car. That ever-silent, yet steamy inside of the car.I had been restraining myself from talking about that one significant thing that had been bugging me. That day
Jerry was spending a few days with his old high school buddy, Bill, and his sister, Barbara. Jerry hadn’t seen Bill in years, and when he found that he would be in his town on business, he had called to say hello. Bill had insisted that he stay with them, instead of at a motel.
Note: This is a five-part series.While chapter 1 introduced the characters and set the scene with only a little sex, now is where the sexual content begins in earnest. If you want to know more about the situation, feel free to go back and read chapter 1 for background.Thanks!Oral ExamsThe next room’s soft, indirect lighting
This story was written for the 750 Word Project 2024. Below this line are exactly 750 words._________________________My name is Rishi. I am a slave to my beautiful Mistress wife, Garima. She is twenty seven years old. She works in a multinational company. I stays home to do every household chores and serves her when she
I lived across the road from my parents. My own little love nest. My mom would visit me every morning for coffee, of course, after dad had left for work. It was our ‘usual’ routine.My mom would always like to wear skirts and blouses. Lately, her skirts had become shorter than the ‘usual’ ones she
I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know, you are coming to release me from the shower wall and say, “I think an hour hanging there is more than enough.” An hour? There is no way I could have been there an hour. It seems like only seconds ago that you left.
My first attempt at getting my fantasies onto paper. The blindfold is tied tightly, enclosing my world in darkness. The table under me is hard and unyielding as I lay unable to move, bindings biting into my ankles and wrists securing me in an x position. Ensuring im exposed and vulnerable. You are sat in
The next morning, I couldnt hardly wait for the mail to run. My pussy was wet all morning, just thinking about several guys watching me fuck a dog, then gang bang my hot sweet cunt. I had a nice big walker hound already picked out. My cunt was ready right now. At 2 pm the
If you can remember from my first story my name is Matt and I have a really good friend name Cody who recently I didn’t really hang out a lot with. From the night where we first messed around with each other we really didn’t see the other person. I don’t know why maybe that
Karen is still a naive young girl. Thinking she has cornered the market on sex. So proud of herself taking on these monstrous beasts. She wondered what Terry and Tammy were talking about behind the closed door of the office. Truth be told. The subject matter was Karen and her steamy, voluptuous, and sultry body.
Disclaimer: Please read and take note. This work explores themes of power imbalance, older man/younger woman, corporal discipline, and the corruption of Christian traditions in a historical context. Please do not read this story if you find such themes offensive, distasteful, or upsetting. Also, understand this is a work of fiction directly from the creative
I felt dirty and itchy after a long day out in the woods. I could not wait to jump into the shower. The hot water was a balm to my skin, cleansing me of the sweat and dirt that had accumulated over the day. I stayed under the showerhead for longer than usual, trying to
“Good morning Love” Rob-Lee whispered gently to me. Rob-Lee was always awake before me, I wondered if he stayed awake all night watching me sleep. I turned towards him rubbing his chest and curling up close.”Morning my sweet” I replied yawning. “What time is it?””Early yet, 5:30am” Rob-Lee replied.I let out a contented sigh as
Steven checked his phone. Frustrated, he slammed it down on the table. What is this girl’s problem? he asked himself.Angelina walked through the Prada store looking for the perfect black dress. Not once did she think about Steven. Not once did she think about how selfish she was or how the game she was playing
On this pleasantly warm afternoon I am laid on my sun lounger in the shade of an old oak tree at the bottom of my secluded garden. My daughter, Abigail, is suckling contentedly on my plump milk filled breast. My two year bold little boy, Jacob is playing happily in the sandpit.Nearer the house my
This is a continuation of the story that began with Amnesty Program.—-Jason had forgotten how long it takes jeans to dry.Emily had burst in, just as Rebecca had predicted, her freckled face flushed from running and her wavy red hair windblown. She had been disappointed to find Jason and Rebecca calmly huddled over Jason’s laptop
WARNING/DISCLAIMER — Please Read before Reading Story Legal Notice: The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. The story is a work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Don’t read this story if: **You’re not 18 or over, **If it is illegal to read this type of material where you live Breaking
Author’s Note- this story is a work of fiction. All the characters are eighteen or older unless noted otherwise. This story contains scenes of non-consensual sex, incest, interracial sex, gay sex, forced feminization, abuse, and rough sex. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. – SMACK! My cheek stings
“Ben, are you up?” my mom shouts from the kitchen.I groan, lying face down on my drool-covered pillow. I glance at the clock, it’s 9:30…shit.We have a family reunion today, my mom’s been planning it for months. All my aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents will be here. She used to do these reunions every year
A COVID Journey is the ongoing story of how the financial pressures of joblessness in the era of COVID led one woman to become a 24/7 live-in companion and submissive BDSM playmate and how this relationship expanded to include her stepdaughters and others.I am writing a love story about multiple couples that involves male domination