The houses were all quiet, bathed in the moonlight. I shut the curtain and paced back across the living room. It was already past two o’clock. I was bored, there was nothing on televisions, all the stations had signed off over an hour ago. My eyes were to tired to continue reading. This was going
Mom’s b-day and my heat. Thank you for all your good comments, they are highly appreciated. This few stories have just been an introduction for the stories about to come. This is just my “background”, so to speak, and the best stories are yet to come. Remember, I’m the protagonist, mom is just the person
I timestop a bitch on a train during the pandemic to give her extreme punishment. This is a work of fiction. I do not condone any of the things I write about. All characters are considered 18+, even if a story implies otherwise. I use extreme taboo themes and consider my stories “horror”. I’m really
Ok don’t kill me critics, cus this is long. I started writing this about a few years ago, and it has been published before. The story is based upon truth, names and a few other little details were disguised to protect the innocent. It’s not all sex and action, more about falling in love, and
Matt continues to manipulate his mom kelli further into different scenarios being stuck. All characters are over 18. This is a work of fiction. Here is the third chapter in the stuck mom series. Hope you all are enjoying it. All characters are over 18 and is a work of fiction. Please don’t copy without
This is a story of one of the more memorable mornings with a lady that remains my favorite lover despite our breakup. Krista and I had a very tumultuous relationship. We spent the majority of our relationship apart and not speaking. These resting periods would be followed by a few weeks of the most intense
Before i start I’d like to apoligize i red through my story and realized i said Noah, He is my cousin i meant to say Paul if you had yet to realize.Also I rushed and some details were left out but anyways if you have read the past story, I had just found a new
Evan explores the pleasures of The Blue Room. Club Fatale, Pt. 8Chapter Fifteen – The Blue Room“You do understand the rules of the Blue Room, Mr. Anderson?”“Yes,” I responded.“And are you prepared to place yourself beneath these rules, to be held to the letter of these rules and to execute all actions that these rules
The girls and I have our sleepover and we face the future. Part 16:I pushed open my bedroom door and a crowd of girls rushed me. “Master!” they all yelled in impatience.“Sorry, girls, sorry, I had to get our last member.”Neija, clinging to my arm, gave a sheepish smile. “Sorry.”We stepped into the bedroom, to
Playing Games on the Way HomeI am a single chunky dunk woman who plays with toys to satisfy my sexual cravings. It all started innocently on my way home from work. I would unhook my bra and slip it off the first few blocks from work. I took side streets to avoid a lot of
Some one submitted this story once before. But in the prior submission, I forgot to include the various genre items this story deals with, so it did not get much exposure. Also, the story has expanded considerably since I first submitted it. So, even if you read it before, you should read it again.Chapter 1:
This story is really all about the various lies that we have to live with sometimes, and the various truths that can come out at the damnedest times. * * * * *Blacked and Betrayedby rat_race* * * * *CHAPTER 4 – To Pee, or Not to Pee* * * * *Before I continue relating
I laid on the front step, drenched in urine, as I waited for the red car to pull into the driveway ahead of me. I had no clothes on, except for a thin pink skirt that couldn’t have been longer than two inches, but still covered my pathetically tiny penis. Tucked into the skirt’s elastic
Batgirl while on duty saves Renee Montoya, only to have the tables turned. The fight had been going on for the better part of an hour with Batgirl trading punches and kicks with the East Side Rangers, a well organized group of gang members led by a woman who called herself The Mask. Driving a
I was arrested for Grand Theft auto and the judge gave me 5 years to do in an Alabama state prison. The first night i was there i was strip searched and made to shower with a bunch of other men. I have always been a little effeminent and being a small white boy of
It started out as a normal session with my mistress. I had finished my week’s job as a software engineer and driven over 50 miles from my residence and town of employment. Her emphasis in previous visits had been on her humiliating me verbally or physically and more and more questioning me of my fantasy
The third part of the V:SoDP series. After posting the 2nd part, I didn’t feel as much contend with it as I had felt with posting the first. Judging the rating, you guys didn’t either. Might rewrite it at some point. Anyway, I hope you guys will enjoy treading his chapter as much as I
In this chapter, Evan lets his girlfriend, Julianne, in on the fun with Claire. Previously:Evan created a device that allowed him to stop time, leaving him free to do as he wished. That night, he ran into a bully, David, and his girlfriend, Claire, as well as two of David’s “friends”, Tristan and Cory. Evan
Marion eyes opened in dismay at the sight of her neighbor’s son, Jeff. She wasn’t sure if he had just turned 18 or 19, but that didn’t matter just now. The dark-haired young man she had barely noticed in anything other than a passing way, was hunched over in front of his sister’s dresser. Dressed
This is a rape story that is Consensual non consent. It is a true story. CNC in Real LifeIt was one of those long shift days at work. I didn’t get off till 6. I was feeling particularly rowdy. I did a scan of the parking lot for M but he wasn’t there. Not unusual