Kat was silent as she stood at the window, staring out at the sparkling white blanket of snow that had fallen over the previous three hours. The forecast said the snow would continue for the next few hours. She knew instinctively that this meant Derek’s hunting trip would be canceled. While it was true that they would be heading to his friend Charlie’s hunting cabin, and there would be guns, the only hunting they would typically do would be hunting for supplies to stock up on for the five days of drinking and poker that they would spend there.
He had gone to bed early, certain that the snow would go above them. They were scheduled to leave at 6am that Thursday, but by the looks of things, no one would be going anywhere. In a way, she was happy that he would be home. His work schedule
“Hey. Whatcha up to?”
“Nothing unfortunately”
“You forgot the batteries again?”
“I forgot the batteries again.”
“I told you. Get something rechargeable”
“Yeah yeah I know. Lol”
“You could always come over here and
I could help you with that”
“I don’t think your girlfriend would like that too much”
“Yeah very funny”
“After all that peopling I think I need naked wet fun time”
“Ooooh naked wet fun time
My favorite”
“Stop drooling and behave yourself lol”
“NEVER!!!!”
Reyna tossed her phone on the bed before entering her bathroom. She could hear it buzz on the bed as she undressed. She knew it was Sam. From the moment they met, there was an attraction. The two started making flirty little joke
You help me kidnap, and torture my thirty year old Filipina wife.
You check your cellphone and notice It's exactly 10 p.m., Saturday night. While waiting in the unlit doorway to the entrance of my condo here in Manila, you call out to me while I'm on the driveway... "Hey man where's your wife at!?!" I respond... "She just texted me, she's a minute away, just go back inside, close the door and hide."
Right around this time every weekend for the past year I'm waiting for my wife to come home after her call center agent job with a different co-worker to cuck me with. But tonight was different. Tonight was my chance for revenge.
It was fun for the first few months I have to admit, watching May come home to fuck a different co-worker every single weekend, didn't matter whether male o
"Jane."
Hearing your voice as you walk through the door is the highlight of my day, every day. The hours away from you are tortuous and I can't keep from counting the minutes until I hear you call my name.
You have many names for me and I love the way you say each one.
I have been home for a few hours, long enough to soak in the tub and let the day's stress ebb away. Frank was more trying than usual today. He hates my guts and I can't wait to get off his division. I'm this close to quitting altogether. I know you'll tell me I shouldn't be working anyway.
I have also napped but the bed, big enough for four, is too empty without you, even if your cologne lingers on the white sheets and pillows. You're not good for my sleep. Not during the day and certainly not at night.
"Jan
Fetish boots and Bullwhip: Midnight with Madame Wanda
Picture this, a decaying manor house, grimly clinging to its former grandeur,standing isolated deep in the English countryside, and inside it a dominatrix called Wanda blew smoke rings and admired her skinny behind in the full length mirror nailed to the wall of her modest dressing room. Touching six feet in heels, late twenties, Wanda was a pale beauty with exquisite features, tall and willowy, hardly any tits, with her long black hair tied up into a bun, smokey eyes and crimson lips. She looked good, and felt hungry to inflict pain. Her pussy was already tingling at the thought of splitting flesh with her bullwhip, making the little bitch down in the dungeon squeal for mercy. The boxy windowless room, lit gloomily by a low watt bul
My daughter called and asked if her and her friend could stay the night. I said sure they could sleep in the extra room. They got there around thirty minutes later. Both extremely intoxicated, they were being obnoxious. I sent them off to bed and then turned in myself.
After hitting dream mode I was awakened by someone riding my face. I hate this perfect wet, 19 year old shaved box grinding on my mouth. It caught me off guard, but I went with it. Bella was rubbing herself while bouncing her fresh pussy all over my mouth.
I slowly awakened to realize Bella was stark naked. She had a brilliant body, perky tits with small nipples. A perfect body, down to her clean sexy box. I reached up rubbing her tits. Her moans were growing ever so loudly, and her thrusts got heavier and heavier.
The young squire boy trembled in fear. He had been in his cell for what seemed like an eternity. The king had ordered him to be interrogated, and he was terrified of what that might entail.
The young lad, 14 years of age, was in the service of a wealthy nobleman and landowner who was opposed to the rule of this particular king. As such, the boy was often used to deliver coded messages to others of a like mind throughout the kingdom. It was on one of these late-night missions that he had been captured by the king’s royal guard on a night patrol.
After spending a cold night in bonds, he had been brought before the king. The monarch was informed of the young squire’s clandestine mission and was presented with evidence of treason: a note on parchment written in code. The king bel
All people and participants in my stories are 18 years or older, all all my OC’s from my Fictional Empire Oriental series. This is going to be a rather long series, but I hope you enjoy! -Jacklynn
It had been exactly one year since the ascension of ToGoMei Son. Exactly one year everyone had spent mourning the loss of their previous emperor, Emperor ShonGo Mei. It had also been exactly one year that the Country had been without an Empress, without a mother to their nation. While there was no empress, no person in the country could get married; and the masses were getting weary of having to wait for their brides. Feeling his subjects displeasure, His Majesty instructed his mother to begin preparations to find him an empress. “Do not bring me a ugly wife, Mother. I am an emperor. I w
WARNING:
Brutal, non-consensual multiple rape fantasy story. Contains extreme graphic sexual sadism, obscenity, torture, snuff and offensive content.
All characters are above 18 years and above. None of this is real.
Part one. The arrival home.
It’s nearly two in the morning. The black van cruised down twisted streets, surrounded by the monoliths of silent factories and warehouses. This district is deserted by night and filled with noise and smoke in the day.
Down to the end of the farthest street, obscured by a vast red bricked and grimy building is the house of ordeals. It sits at the edge of this district, facing a dormant and polluted sea where no man roams without reason.
The black van turned slowly and stopped before a great black iron gate, chained and padlocked
I sat across from the couple and licked my suddenly dry lips. Could I do this? Could I really sit here and tell them my story? She said I had to. He said it all led up to this. All of my training, led to this. If I couldn’t do it, I would have failed. Him. I would have failed hi,. My heart started racing and I knew I would do it. I would find a way, I could not fail.
I smiled like he had shown me. Just a small uptilt at the corners and looked slightly down and to the left, letting my head fall a bit to that side so that my hair slid away and exposed the long column of my neck. I could see the man looking, and he licked his lips, his breathing getting just a touch faster. I had him. I had to get her too. If I couldn’t get her too, the story wouldn’t matter. They had to buy into me, my bod
Recalling sexual adventures from my teen years
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me. It may or may not have happened exactly this way, or at all. If
material involving masturbation, brothers and sisters, sex between young people, etc. bothers you, JUST DON'T READ IT! This is not for readers under the age of 21. If you are not 21, please stop now. I will not be held responsible. You have been warned.
This is a true story. I am not a homosexual, nor am I a pedophile, so
mail directed to those ends will be universally disregarded. This is for
entertainment purposes only. I have to add - this is not exactly a stroke story. If you are looking for reasons to get offended, go spend some time watching how your government takes away your right to free speech, your right to read
Jessica strained and struggled against the bonds that held her upright, but they held without budging. She could just see the bright red ball gag that filled her mouth, causing a steady stream of drool to leak out before dripping onto her breasts. She loved the sensation of being helpless and the thought of what was coming made her wetter than she had ever been before.
Scarcely more than an 24 hours ago she had been sitting at her computer idly surfing the internet when a popup and caught her attention. Something about it had intrigued her, to the point that she ignored her initial impulse to close it and resume clicking. She wasn't entirely sure how it had happened, given that she had several pop up blockers that should have prevented it from showing up at all.
"You are bored with
Jessica strained and struggled against the bonds that held her upright, but they held without budging. She could just see the bright red ball gag that filled her mouth, causing a steady stream of drool to leak out before dripping onto her breasts. She loved the sensation of being helpless and the thought of what was coming made her wetter than she had ever been before.
Scarcely more than an 24 hours ago she had been sitting at her computer idly surfing the internet when a popup and caught her attention. Something about it had intrigued her, to the point that she ignored her initial impulse to close it and resume clicking. She wasn't entirely sure how it had happened, given that she had several pop up blockers that should have prevented it from showing up at all.
"You are bored with
This story is an example of a wild night an ex and I had, she had always wanted to live out a rape fantasy she had and this was our first opportunity to try.
To start we were both in our early 20’s, we knew my roommate would be out for the weekend and we had always had really rough sex(I’m fond of it and got her into it over the relationship to the point where she would beg for it over normal sex) so she asked if we could play this fantasy out over the weekend. We broke down the idea and how we wanted to play it out a
Well hello this will be my first story on here so I hope you enjoy. This is a true story on how I met the woman of my dreams and her 2 daughters. The names have been changed to protect our identity.
Well the story starts with me explaining myself. My name is Zach and I am a 35yr old single male from St. Augustine, Fl. I am a retired IT Tech that now owns and
James has had fantasies of Asian women ever since he was 9 yrs old. It all started when he first saw Kitty. Kitty was a waitress at a local Chinese restaurant that Uncle Mark always frequented. He remembered Uncle Mark always took him there for lunch and would compliment on how pretty she was and how he wished he could some day return the favor and serve her the American style egg roll that she so much deserved. Kitty was petite,5ft tall at most, weighing no more then 120 lbs, roughly 35 yrs old, wavy jet black hair, brown eyes, and very nice sized tits for an Oriental woman. James did not find her that pretty or attractive at first and could not understand what his Uncle Mark found so attractive about her. Especially since Uncle Mark was 6ft 4 inches tall and built like a former pro foot
