rape is bad, this is a fantasy, all fiction. clearly Decemeber 31st 2069 11:45pm“ah John it’s the end of the decade, finally going to be saying goodbye to the 60s” remarked Zane“it was a good ride Zmack, you get that old computer working yet or what” asked John slamming down a cold one on the
I am Michael, in my late twenties, 72 inches tall, 168 pounds, a toned, fit body and genetically lucky to possess a large, thick cock, ten-inches when erect. I live in Sydney, Australia and work as a gigolo or male escort for an exclusive agency that provides for some very kinky people, even famous people
Indirect continuation from the original story, sets up for culminating Part 3. Based on a true story. Everyone is 18+. Her pussy itched.Cherie’s slender index finger slid down the damp crotch of her skin-tight, acid-wash denim shorts into the heat of her groin. Her hard, french-manicured nail pushed against the taught fabric of her shorts
The Mark of AnubisMax hated the night shift. Being a security guard at a museum, while not hard work, was to him often uneventful. Hour after hour he would wander the halls of exhibits, flashlight in hand, his hips swaying back and forth as he listened to club beats on his phone. He would much
Stefanie heard just enough snippets from the argument between her mother and her father to know it was about her clothing choices again. She was tired of hearing it, to be honest. She was old enough to make her own decisions about her body. After all, she didn’t choose where people’s eyes went, and she
Warning! This contains very graphic, extreme sexual situations including kidnapping, forced sex, bondage, whipping/spanking, scat and numerous other things. There is also one brief scene of incest. Note: This is a continuation of “Diary of a Slave Merchant – 2007”. It is recommended that you read it first, otherwise you might be a little lost
Summary: A Mother attempts to become her daughter’s Mommy-slut.Note 1: A special thanks goes to Anne for our many conversations over the past couple of years and the idea for this story…which is not as much fiction as one would believe.Note 2: Same goes to my loyal and dedicated copy-editor Estragon.Note 3: Lastly, same goes
Well ill start off by telling you a little bit about myself. My name is Josh and I’m 22 years old. I’m about 6 foot 1, 190 pounds, dark brown hair, brown eyes, athletic body and a nice thick 8 inch dick. I’m just your normal average working guy with a decent job making 18
Moira had been three years old when she was adopted by the Donnelly family. Her mom had been a college roommate with Alice Donnelly (nee Walker), and the two had been best friends for years. When Moira’s mom passed it was only natural for Alice to take in Moira as her own. And so it
Comments let me know how much you enjoy my writing and help me decide what to write in the future.”Stan,” his mom called through the house. “I’m heading into town. Do you need anything?””Where you going?” He looked up from the sketch he was working on at his desk. He’d started doing erotic drawings and
Thankfully she sank into her seat, almost immediately closing her eyes, blocking out the vision of the train, the few passengers; a mother and small son, one or two generic business men, the punk, and some teenage kids. She normally took an earlier train, always packed with the after-work commuters. But tonight she had had
Just to refresh your memory I reproduce here the last few words of part 2.Ten years went by.During these years, in the beginning Razia and I exchanged letters nearly every month but soon it came down to a New Year greeting card once a year. A couple of years later this also stopped. In other
Natalie’s week long trial had expired, but the TV had not been removed by her father. In fact her father had been away this weekend, yet she decided to go to room earlier than usual, and was lying back on her bed watching re-runs of some terrible sitcoms. There was a nationally televised baseball game
(In Part 1, our hero, Tim finds himself stranded at the remote hideaway of a trio of abusive women where he is forced to submit to their bidding and humiliation — having no reasonable means of escape.)The daily routine of laborious chores and servitude went on for endless weeks since Tim’s arrival in Alaska in
Hi, we are a group of lads living in Redditch England the following story is true.We first met Jenny a few months ago where she works for a housing organisation, I had two places to let and as apart of Jenny’s job she has to check them out and agree to us renting them out
— Hi, this is my first story. I wrote it in 2019 but didnt have the courage to post it until now. Let me know what you think. Any feedback is good feedback. All characters are over the age of 18. —Sweat beaded on Madeline’s forehead, her breath escaped her lips in short, sharp, gasps.
Our friends and lovers have become aliens during the corona virus pandemic. Even the virus itself looks like some sort of space ship. And so, I started thinking how recent events in my life bore a certain resemblance to Hyneck’s scale which provided the title of a rocking Spielburg film.First, let me apologize for skipping
Hey everyone! I’m new to erotica, but I’m looking forward to a great time here! As you can see from the tag, this is a true story. I guess it’s my way to record recent events in my life (“recent” is used loosely there). The stories won’t be full of sex (sorry) XD but there
The sun, that had filtered through the trees at the Exeter’s now shown hotly on my back. As I rocked back on my heels to survey my morning’s work, a trickle of sweat ran down the center of my back and into the crack of my ass. I looked at my hands and saw the
Editor’s note: this fictional work contains scenes of fictional mind control, rough, reluctant, dubiously consensual, consensually non-consensual (CNC), or non-consensual sex or scenarios.*****Walking down the street, you are kind of in your own little world. Enjoying the sunset and the sounds of the cars as they rush by you. These are the sounds of the