Start of an ongoing series of feminization. My first non-con story! I think I was a on few too many glasses of red when I first thought of this one.. But I grew to love Jamie :3 And yes. I know Dead Space 3 isn’t local coop. I’ll never forgive myself for that. Tap tap
It was your typical rainy day, Monday, everyone was gone. And your home alone. Going about your daily choirs when you hear a knock at the door.Thinking it was nothing more then your average day, you walk to the door and open it. A smile on your beautiful face as the door comes open your
This is the continuing story of Sammi, who ran away from home to get away from her mother’s abusive new boyfriend. The sound of Joseph’s question broke Sammi’s memory flashback, “Ready to get something to eat? There’s a good diner up here a bit with plenty of parking.””Sure” Sammi replied noticing she was hungry and
The party got off to a good start in the back seat of Ted’s stationwagon… The scene, in 1974, is at a US military housing complex in Southern Germany. Some of you might be familiar with the area near Ramstein Air Base. Anyway, the military usually houses dependent families in fairly decent quarters. If you’ve
When Sarah awoke she was sitting on one of the stools in the bar area. She had also been fastened to it so she couldn’t get off it. ”Don’t worry hon. We’re not ganna leave you like this its just those boys took a lot of energy out of you and Cindy likes her girls
Police attitudeDebbie was driving along the old highway just listening to her music, and not paying much attention to her speed. She glanced in her rear view mirror, and saw the lights flashing. “Oh shit! What in the hell am I going to do now? “She pulled over, and noticed that the officer was extremely
He had made her cry. Work sucked, and the mistake was not hers. He’d squandered her hard-earned self esteem to buy an excuse for his incompetence. He was a fraction of a man and she had always handled him with grace, but today he had broken her.Inside this room, and out, she’s a warrior: Boudicca
A young woman has sex with a zebra to infiltrate a bestiality ring! Author’s Note: Although this story can be read independently, it was created as a follow-up to the Doggy Style and the Hung Like a Stallion series. For full enjoyment—and to avoid spoilers—please read Doggy Style (Parts 1-5 + Bonus) and Hung Like
This is the latest installment of the (P)Rick series. While this story can stand on its own, it may be helpful to read the previous stories to get a better sense of the main characters featured in this installment.Fair warning: Cuckolding is a central theme to this story and there are graphic scenes depicting sex
MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHYPART – 41HE, ME AND NEETA, FULL FUCKOnly I know how difficult it was to make my husband ready to fuck my lesbian partner Neeta. When I had my last lesbian sex encounter with Neeta, in her house, a month back, Neeta was keen for fucking by my husband with me. Not only
This story is true as I remember it… through a thick haze of pot smoke Baked MelissaThe MallBy the end of my sophomore year I had been dating Jamie for a full six months. Surprisingly I had been totally faithful to her the entire time, with the exception of one night with Katie at the
During the next week I again taunted Dan with flashes of my pussy and arse and suggestive remarks. One morning, when Mon asked me to wake Dan up, I went into his room and gently lifted the covers. His limp little cock looked so cute I couldn’t help using my lips to fondle and suck
My wife is a dance instructor at one of the local studios. She has always been very introverted and awkward, never had a whole lot of friends. Sometimes she would hang out with another of the instructors, Chelsea, a seventeen year old girl from the local high school. My wife and I are only twenty
And following that brief romantic interlude betwixt Master and Mistress, we rejoin our nameless slave… He wakes to the smell of crisp fried bacon, with warm, soft lips pressed to his. He opens his eyes slowly, smiling up at his Mistress as she serves him breakfast in bed, nude save for another apron and her
This story is fiction; any correlation to actual people, the living or the dead, is luck. The place is a fictitious generic portrayal of a small town, “Mooresville,” in the midwestern area that touches the appellations on the state’s east side. The tale continues in the second part of this work. This struggle for power
I am a thirty-eight year old woman, and I have never had sex. Yes. That’s right. I am still a virgin. All through my childhood my sainted mother drilled into me the knowledge that all men were pigs. They would use a girl for their own pleasure and then dump her. Men were put on
This is the ongoing story of a rape, torture, and snuff victim who survived. Poor Tabby looked stricken, she’d never seen me as affected by anything as I had been by my fear for her life after finding out one of her rapists was still at large. She asked me, “Jack, what’s wrong?” I realized
I suppose my interest in Rusty started with the rumors. I’d seen him around school. He even came over to my house a lot to hang out with my younger brother, Lee. His real name was Steve but I doubt anyone but his mom ever called him that. His hair was rust red and his
“I have the female CEO of large organisation enquiring of your services,” my concierge contact at one of five-star hotels in my home city tells me. “What can you tell me about her. Is she alone or with someone?” “She gave me a very specific brief, a discrete younger man, well hung, capable of satisfying
I awoke early the next morning to the painful sensation of my cock straining against its cage in yet another futile attempt at morning wood. Apart from the single hard-on I achieved in the mere seconds of freedom you allowed me the day before, the plastic prison encasing my manhood had prevented me from forming