Smitten

CHAPTER ONE His scent….I can still smell it in the coffee. I thought this was over. Done and finished with to be no more again. But these were his final words to me before I went far away from where he could follow me to. With a staid and heavily serious expression, he looked into … Read more

Andy’s Dad

This is my first attempt at erotica, so please be merciful. I wrote this story as a request from another member I met a while ago (I had a different account at the tme). If you like my writing and have a fantasy you’d like me to write into a story, don’t hesitate to ask. … Read more

The Breeders Life 5: A Mans Perspective

It has been six months since I had Sarah modified, modified to my specifications that is. The whore was mine and anyone I chose could play with her. I am a rich bastard you can say what you are thinking, I won’t hold it against you. Sarah is not my only whore but she is … Read more

Sally’s two weeks

So this is an actual non-consensual sex story. With non-consensual sex that stays that way. In my fantasy mind I love rape and torture and I hate fucking stories that say they have rape and toruture but, come up short. So here is a story that has pain, torture, and non-consensual sex. And as long … Read more

My Girlfriend’s Darkness Fantasy

The brisk night air made me shiver as I jogged up to Mikaela’s porch, taking a deep breath to steady myself as I tried the door. It was unlocked, opening easily. “Hello! Anyone home?” I called, stepping inside. The lights were all out, her parents’ car missing from the drive, all as she’d told me … Read more

Fair Trade

He works a stressful job. Deadlines are tight, and he is constantly under scrutiny. The pay is good, but sometimes he asks himself if it’s worth it. If it wasn’t for his bike, it’s a good chance that he would have lost his sanity long ago. Several years ago, he bought himself a used motorcycle. … Read more

Kitten Kisses It Better

The late afternoon sun beat down on the backyard, turning the carefully mowed lawn into a sweltering green canvas. The only sounds were the rhythmic thwump of a softball hitting leather and the occasional grunt of effort. Katrina, her blonde ponytail sticking to the damp skin of her neck, wound up for another pitch. Her … Read more