His fingers slip inside my cunt, spearing me and then spreading apart inside. He scissors those thick digits, thrusts them a little deeper, and makes my breath catch on a gasp. “More.” More. He makes me beg, his other hand pressing down on my stomach to hold me still as he curls inside me. Unintelligent …
An element of pseudo-incest (Step-father/daughter). I started another story a long while ago with a similar theme I may have to dig back up. I’m rusty so please forgive my errors (I know I switched tenses). “Tiny, I’m home.” I hang my coat up and set my shoes by the door. There’s a delicious smell …
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 …
She watched as he unbuckled his slacks, pushing them to the ground. The moment his cock popped free, curving up toward his stomach, she moaned. He didn’t even look at her, turning away to retrieve lube from the nightstand. The dribble of the liquid over the head of his cock had her reaching between her …
This popped into my head a disjointed mess and I left it that way. He extolled the virtues of godly works at the pulpit, and called me every type of whore as he covered me in his robes and fucked my face in the rectory. Every Sunday, without fail. The first time, he told about …
“Finders, keepers. Losers, weepers.” “For fuck sake, are you twelve? Give me back my underwear.” He moved out of the way when she tried to reach for the tiny red scrape of fabric she claimed was underwear. She made a noise and grasped at them again, her body pressed into his. He kept them enough …
Struggle to get back into the groove of writing. So I’ll keep this one shortish. “Time to play.” He said it and she felt the change come over her. Without being asked, she grabbed her collar, ears, and tail plug after stripping off her clothes. She brought him everything and then knelt in front of …
My attempt to catch up with F and G. It wants to be a bigger story and I may when listen to it. *Warning for forced sexual contact* – Through the woods… “Hansel?” They’d entered the woods together, him directly in front of her as they’d started their trek to maman‘s. Somehow, Gretel lost him …
“Spread your legs.” She squeezed her legs together, unsure about whether she could actually do what he asked. The thought of parting her legs made her stomach flip. Holding her eyes, he tapped her thigh with the cane. “Open.” This time she shook her head. She couldn’t do it. Everything felt wrong down there and …
I’m In a very… sapphic state of mind. “You look so soft.” Sara’s fingers itched to touch Petra, but she hesitated. “Touch me and find out.” Petra unbuttoned the front of her smock, peeling down the fabric so her breasts were on display. When Sara continued to hesitate, Petra reached over and grabbed one of …