Does contain non-consent. Part one. Hot damn, I finished a thing! The fire transformed the room. Backlit so the glow just touched the edges of his body, Vidar stood like a dream above him. Or perhaps it was a nightmare, as more realizations of Pietre’s fate began to dawn with the rustling of fabric. Pietre …
His sounds were music to her ears. A breath as she wrapped her hand around him, barely audible but her cunt clenched when she heard it. “Don’t be shy.” Her thumb swiped at the weeping head. “It’s just us here.” Don’t you know what I plan to do to you? She wanted to whisper in …
Needed to write. This was much filthier in my mind, but this is what came out He relieves her of her jeans and underwear the moment she crosses the threshold. “Let me shower first. I’m sweaty and gross.” Pressing her back into the door, he brushes her hands away, blocking her attempts to hid the …
Dirty girl, that’s what he liked to call me. He’d tell me to strip and make me pose, legs spread and mouth opened wide. He’d stand over me, cock bobbing, balls heavy with cum, and tell me to service him. I’m press to my face in his groin and lick. From tip to base, tight …
“You busy?” He glanced up briefly to see her standing in the doorway, then did a double take. Her lips were painted bright red and he could smell the vanilla lotion she liked to put on after a bath. She caught his eye and smiled before trailing her finger from her naked breast down her …
“Relax.” She knelt in front of him and parted her robe so he had a view of her breasts, her grey bra barely containing them. “How am I supposed to relax with you looking like that?” “That just means you need further assistance with relaxing.” She didn’t bother to hide her sly smile as she …
This started as a story about The Crane Wife, but it got too long so I cut it. It was meant to be for the poll I did on twitter on a story about an obscure fairytale. Perhaps I’ll come back to this and do the rest of the tale. – Out in the woods, …
Kelly was in some kind of sexual haze. They’d lead her to the kitchen, putting her under one of the work tables that the staff sat at to make bread. Her handler, a stocky man with bronze skin and a shock of white hair, had pushed her under it and tied her hands to slat …
They always underestimate me. I’m a tiny woman who looks like I’m barely legal. A pretty smile, a little eye batting, and they’re hooked. They’re too busy watching my tits jiggle to see my hands in their pocket. Just last week, this big guy, gorgeous and stupid, was spouting some bullshit about his guns and …
Unedited, shortie. To help with the block. – He kissed her hard, biting her bottom lip before grasping her hair to yank her head back. The way her eyes widened behind her glasses made him hard. He rubbed the growing bulge as he urged her to her knees. She locked on to his hand as …