Jessie’s Rape Fantasy (Short Story)

With my right hand, I pushed her up against the wall by the nape of her neck, her face twisting to one side and pressing into the painted plasterboard. My left hand slammed the door shut, the latch clicking loudly into place, securing her and guaranteeing us some privacy. I kicked her heeled boots to … Read more

katherine meets her Daddy pt. 2

Walking up to the room on the note she lightly knocks on the door and steps back to wait. The door opens suddenly, and she is briefly blinded as her eyes adjust to the light as she feels a strong and rough hand grab her upper arm and pull her in then hears the door … Read more

Helena’s Nightmare

Helena’s Nightmare Helena slept heavily, her long blonde tresses dangling over the edge of the bed as she sprawled across the double mattress. A groan escaped from her lips as she woke uncomfortably, the feeling of a weight pressing down on her stomach and ribs disturbing her. As her eyes flickered open it seemed, in … Read more

Blind Date part 2 That Morning

Part 2 That Morning I woke to a raging hard on, Jessie was spooning with me and her arse was sticking back towards my cock. I wondered what she’d say if I stuck my cock into her and fucked while she slept. My cock was still raging and I wanted more of that sweet pussy. … Read more

Blackmailing Vengeance (Re-edited)

Blackmailing Vengeance I always knew how I wanted my life to be. I wanted an easy life. Marry some rich guy who would fulfill my wishes and do whatever I wanted for the rest of my life. It would be really simple to obtain, looking as good as I knew I did. People used to … Read more

AWAY FROM HOME

MONDAY Hi baby, I promised I would email you while I am away, 1,000 miles from home staying with my old friend Rachel for almost two weeks. She is the same age as me, forty-four, a good age for women. Rachel is as attractive as ever. You keep reminding me, most women are in their … Read more

Metamorphosis_(1)

Franz Kafka had a great influence on writing and literature in the 20th century. Even today, strange and/or creepy stories are called Kafkaesque. In his novella “Die Verwandlung” (usually translated into English as “Metamorphosis”) a man slowly turns into a cockroach. In my version of Metamorphosis, I go one up on Kafka. Not only does … Read more

Abusing Nadia – 2

Abusing Nadia – 2 The alarm buzzed incessantly and she reached over with practised precision to hit the snooze button. Ten more minutes she thought. Her second thought was of him. Alex. She could still smell him on her, the faintest scent of him. Not his cologne. HIM. Her stomach lurched and she grasped the … Read more

Life Redone (Part 2 of 10)

Only nine more opportunities. That was my thought process right now. I had gone from debating even using the device and wondering if it was really legitimate, to planning out how to use it perfectly. I’m sure there were more than ten girls that I wanted a second chance with, and I wanted to make … Read more

Mike’s Old Friend Discovers Something New – Part 5

Becky yanked her cock out of Mike’s mouth. She slapped his face again and at the same time Jamie spanked his ass hard with the paddle. “Get up on the table, bitch!” one of them said to him. Mike was exhausted, his jaw hurt, his ass cheeks and his thighs hurt. But he was also … Read more

Monicas new Life

Intro Monika is a 18 years old Jehovah’s Witness. In their religion, sex before marriage is forbidden. Anything that makes you horny is also forbidden. She is a good girl and follows all the rules. On this day she is out and about ringing doorbells to find new followers. For her age she is relatively … Read more

Brittany and Me part 5

Again, if you want the story to make more sense, read the previous chapters. Justin’s phone buzzed inches from his ear, dragging the teen unwillingly into consciousness. His eyes pried themselves open as his focus turned to the noisy pest resting on his pillow. It was Brittany. Justin looked at the clock, soon informed that … Read more

Tarnheim Academy Pt 1

Tarnheim Academy, Part One My name is Heather Gringsworth, and this is my story. I was raised by my parents in Essex, in the very lap of luxury. I lacked for nothing, and enjoyed all the privileges of wealth and status. My parents indulged my every whim, which only served to embolden me to demand … Read more