Hungry For Monique
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Chapter 1Darian settled onto a bar stool and signaled for a cognac as he let his eyes flicker over the rest of the bar's inhabitants. The crowd was young tonight. Too young, he thought sourly as he swirled the brandy in his glass and eyed the pair of young Asian girls flirting with the bartender."I am a dinosaur," he sighed, taking a long sip as he pale green eyes flicked past them to land on a blond boy in a UCLA sweatshirt making a beeline for the girls. His lips curled into a grin as the...
The next morning Darla awoke in her own bed to a strange dream of being taken from behind by a strange looking four legged animal in the jungle. The dream began with her running from some type of danger, however, the danger she remembered was actually quite pleasurable. Then she recalled the tongue of this animal beast pleasuring her beyond any human limitation until finally, just as she was about to cum, her alarm went off and brought her crashing back down to reality. As Darla awoke and...
Bob checked carefully - Mary was sound asleep. Walking quietly to the living room, he opened his attache case and took out the DVD. The new "First Time Fuckbunnies". Every month, on his way home from work, he stopped by the adult book store and rented the latest in his favorite "pro-am" series. But he had to keep it secret, because Mary didn't approve of porn. So Bob contented himself with watching Dick Raide (and occasional other guys and, very occasionally, a woman), every week as he...
Hi. My name is Kanth. I’m a regular sex story reader. This is my first sex story so forgive me for any minor mistakes.About me, I’m 18 years old with a fit and athletic body. I’m from Malaysia and I’m not an always-talk-to-girls type. For any feedback or safe sex just contact me via During my school days, I had a love crush on a girl named Tharshini. She was very beautiful like the actress Anandhi Ramya. She has the right sized butt that makes guys go crazy and those boobs are just so amazing....
The trip to San Francisco, California, goes at a faster pace than Boone likes because Peter, the trader, is pushing to get there and back home. Boone has little choice about matching Peter’s pace if he wants to get the extra money for hauling the goods. At camp on the night after the first full day Boone walks over to Peter and ask, “Is this the pace you’ll be keeping all the way to San Francisco and back to Arizona City?” Peter looks up at Boone from where he’s sitting as he says, “Only on...
After Boone sees everyone in the camp is properly set out for their first night in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, he goes over to the cooking fire for the Gray contingent, asks for both Olive and Nellie to walk with him, and he walks toward the horses. He stops short of the rope corral they’ve put up for the stock, turns to the two young ladies, and says, “A couple of weeks back your mother told me both of you want to be my wife and have insisted I’ll be your man for some years. Is that...
The trip of about five hundred miles to Santa Fe should take them about twelve to fourteen days to make the journey. After much talking on who’ll go Mary decides Nellie and Sam will accompany Boone and he’s to hire three or four of the Apache as scouts. After the decision is made preparations are made for the trip, the three family members will share the gold between them in their saddlebags, and the ladies will lead two pack-horses carrying their camping gear and food supplies. To ensure...
Bright and early on Monday July 1st, 1861 the doors to the barn are opened and the four wagons move out. Yesterday afternoon was spent cleaning up the barn and stables and now they’re leaving after several weeks of living there while getting ready to go west. Three of the wagons are fully loaded and the fourth is mostly loaded, they’ll finish loading it when they reach Columbus, Ohio, where they plan to buy a great deal of salt. Nellie is at the reins of the lead wagon pair with Heidi in...
When rolling into town mid-morning Boone has a stray thought of, Something must be wrong! This is a Tuesday, not a Monday. We never get anywhere except on a Monday. He’s amused by the thought. During the afternoon they talk while they unpack the wagons, and Boone says, “While in Council Bluffs I caught up on the news. There’s been a dozen or so battles between Army units in Missouri since April, hundreds of shootings and killings in Kansas, and militia attacking the people all over Kansas...
Following the talks in December 1859 Mary, Heidi, and Boone start their preparations to leave Virginia. Materials and things are bought and put aside, for now. The tensions and troubles increase with each passing month of 1860. Mary, Heidi, and Boone become more worried with each rise in the tensions between the two major political forces. Boone starts to build a wagon like his father made using his father’s drawings which Mary has. They don’t have a farm wagon so he builds two of the large...
The trail west from Fort Laramie, Nebraska Territory, is well marked due to the many hundreds of wagons along the trail in the past twenty years. Many of the worst parts of the trail have been improved by earlier wagon-trains; which just means the trail is wide enough for the wagons, it’s well marked, also some water crossings have stones in them to stop the crossing from washing away, and some of the worst crossings now have ferries in place to make them easier. There are still some places...
Wishbone: Along Came Jacki By The Sympathetic Devil [email protected] Dave came home from work early, his bitchy boss having told him he wouldn't be needed there anymore. He hated his life! How was he ever going to get laid when he was unemployed and still lived in his mother's apartment at 25? Something was weird. His mother's clothes are scatted all over the living room. She pitched a fit if Dave so much as left his jacket on the arm of the couch, but now her bra is...
Dave came home from work early, his bitchy boss having told him he wouldn’t be needed there anymore. He hated his life! How was he ever going to get laid when he was unemployed and still lived in his mother’s apartment at 25? Something was weird. His mother’s clothes are scatted all over the living room. She pitched a fit if Dave so much as left his jacket on the arm of the couch, but now her bra is hanging from the ceiling fan. Her clothes weren’t the only ones either. A man’s jeans and...
Pluto was rudely awakened by a loud dinner triangle, ringing as Persephone walked down the stairs. “Time to eat up slave!” as she walked down the spiral staircase. Pluto had been locked into the large cage he had seen the night before. He was still completely naked, save for the chastity cage which very uncomfortably suffocated his penis. He looked up and his jaw nearly dropped. He had seen Persephone last night, but that was in a confusing, hazy daze. Now he had his full senses about him and...
I was the luckiest guy to marry my own aunty. My uncle was a dumb ass leaving such a sexy wife alone for me to fuck every day. There was no sign of him coming back, so aunt did not bother about calling him. After we got married we moved to our new villa very far away from the main city. We both started living the life of a real husband and wife. I started calling her baby, it appealed very sexy for her. We spent most of the time teasing each other, fucking whenever we like. She was a sex...
While on holiday with our parents, I needed to masturbate badly, but there was no privacy. I ended up asking my little brother if I could do it while he was in the room. This had evolved into other sexual contact up to and including oral – but not penetration.Once we were home, I expected us to put this strange period behind us and go back to being like any other sister and brother. Yet we'd broken through a barrier and we occasionally still ended up together. Usually it was watching each other...
Incest“Yeah… cmon! More tongue! Take me there, slut!” she yelled as she crammed her fully erect cock into his open mouth. James’ head hung off the front side of the sticky couch, his legs leaning up against the back of the seat. Bayonetta held him by the throat, increasing and decreasing the gag factor at her leisure as she speared all 16 inches of her slimy horse dick down his gullet. The blood had long ago gone to James’ head and all he could see was the jerky, upside down motion of her frenzied...
The sunlight poured into Bayonetta's studio apartment, brightening every corner of the typically drab dungeon-like dwelling. It was an early summer day and all the windows had been opened, the humid air rolling in on a light afternoon breeze. Jim Morrison's electric voice filled the room as The Doors blared on the living room stereo. Bayonetta face fucked James on the leather sofa, her screams of pleasure piercing through the music. They were both sweating profusely, she in her skin tight...
For about a year, I'd been part of a mixed-sex masturbation group with my classmates, meeting up every Friday to pleasure ourselves and – more recently – to have sex with each other.But for the first time, I had to miss a week because my parents were taking my brother and me on our annual holiday. They always timed it around the time of our birthdays. This year, Ryan had turned sixteen about two weeks before I turned eighteen. We were going to spend seven days in a static caravan where I'd need...
IncestThe sunlight poured into Bayonetta's studio apartment, brightening every corner of the typically drab dungeon-like dwelling. It was an early summer day and all the windows had been opened, the humid air rolling in on a light afternoon breeze. Jim Morrison's electric voice filled the room as The Doors blared on the living room stereo. Bayonetta face fucked James on the leather sofa, her screams of pleasure piercing through the music. They were both sweating profusely, she in her skin tight...
LIONEL, LORD OF THE JUNGLE by Jason "Ooooooggg, yahoooooooo!" With the ease of an animal born to it, Lionel Lord of the Jungle moved through the lush forest canopy of equatorial Africa with practised elegance, huge biceps bulging, sinews stretched, fine toned muscles rippling the entire length of his near naked, glistening body. In a mode of travel unique to him and the lesser primates he swung effortlessly from trailing vine to trailing vine to cover in a few minutes a...
Persephone finally had Pluto where she wanted him. It had been a tiring chase, but she knew the prize was worth it. With most men being hunted nearly to extinction, she was determined not to let this one get away. Now he was tied down on her milking table, in the depths of her dungeon. And she was going to extract every drop of semen from him however she could.With technological advances and women's growing superior intellect, most women decided that the world did not need men and all of their...
Yuu’s older sister Maaya is quite popular, being both beautiful and friendly. He is proud of her, and likewise she cherishes him as her little brother. However, after a certain chance happening, her frequent teasing became naughty temptations. Her actions became increasingly bold and he had no choice but to follow along. However, there were no worries about their indecent relationship; instead, it was a enjoyable happy time with his dear onee-chan...
IncestShe laughed at him, grabbed the handles on the hood of his latex bondage suit and pulled his face into her thrusting hips. Her huge gleaming scrotum, heavy with seed, smacked repeatedly into his chin. The waterbed rocked and waved as she mercilessly raped his mouth and the pungent odors of latex, rubber and sweaty cock filled James' nostrils. After a particularly vigorous thrust she held his head firmly to her pubis, his lips sealed around the base of her fat phallus. James tried to pull...
Moans flowed freely from James' mouth as Bayonetta's fist slurped in and out of his well stretched pucker. It was late morning and although their play session had stretched on for nearly two hours, Mistress showed no signs of slowing. His beautiful, latex-clad Domina grinned deviously as she plunged her shiny hand into his warm, succulent bottom over and over. She went to the elbow with each glorious thrust, watching in delight as her slave squirmed in his bindings. After each sensual dive,...
Bayonetta was dressed in one of her elaborate black leather bodysuits, as usual, which made James question what kind of “business” she could possibly be doing after she left. She certainly didn’t have time to go home and change since she had to be at the airport in less than an hour. James was dressed in the same casual wear that he had worn into the countryside the previous week and, of course, his purple leather “SLUT” collar which Bayonetta was using to tug him up the steps. As they...
He examined the small room from the top bunk of a prison bed and found his dark seductress sleeping soundly in the bottom bunk below. It was mostly quiet in the cage of cement and steel, though the chatter of other prisoners and the clang of metal doors broke the silence intermittently. He gazed down at his buxom Mistress, the black latex of her costume hugging her curves so perfectly and her long black hair a silken mass beneath her. Bayonetta's chest rose and fell in gentle rhythm, a...
Bayonetta had left the night before and would be gone at least a couple more days, off on another lengthy assignment. She left him in her studio dungeon with a small stash of food and just enough amusement to keep James from losing his mind. She had added a treadmill and a set of weights to his accommodations so that he could exercise when he wished, but using either of them wasn't particularly comfortable when bound from neck to toe in latex and chained to a bed. “Femdom... S&M... Femdom......
“Fuck me...” She staggered across the dreary room, head in hand, grasping for the light switch blindly. Finding it, she turned the light on, her headache flaring as the bright bathroom light bulbs beamed into her eyelids. “Ahhh! DAMMIT!” She hastily opened the medicine cabinet, popped two tylenol and turned back into the main room, her eyes still adjusting. She stopped at her dresser and pulled out a bra and a pair of her black, satin, ultra-stretch panties, gradually dressing herself as her...
….. Female voice: Can you hear me James? It's time... ….. Female voice: James! It's time to wake up.... * * * * * The light slap of a hand on his cheek brought James to consciousness. Immediately he was aware of the tight soreness in his limbs and the concentrated warmth of his own body. He was locked in his usual latex bondage suit and double layered thanks to the thick, jet black rubber sleep sack he had spent the night in. Only his hooded head protruded from the latex prison, resting...
He was even more thankful that he was not wearing the latex bondage suit that had become his second skin as Bayonetta’s plaything. For two months now he had been bound in the sinister full body prison and constantly bathed in her cum as he sucked her off and took her massive cock up his ass more regularly than he would have thought humanly possible. He was a slave; a sex slave. There was no other way to put it accurately. She had not tortured him or left any permanent scars or marks on his...
James awoke to three courtesy taps on the door followed by a key-card lock releasing. The door opened and two men entered. James pulled himself up into a sitting position, leaning against the upright portion of the hospital style bed he'd spent the night in. There were some pieces of medical equipment to his right and left that had been used to check his condition when he first arrived, but the room didn't look like it belonged in a hospital otherwise. There were chairs, couches and tables...
The authoritative clacking of high heeled boots announced Bayonetta’s entrance into the dim studio apartment. She walked into the main room, set some things on the floor and moved to one of the windows. James’ vision had just started to adjust to the room when she whipped open the shade and the sun came pouring in, blinding him. “Wakey wakey my succulent little slut! We have a busy afternoon planned.” She then opened the window to let in some fresh air and turned to face him. ‘As long as...
Archbaroness flies low over Megatropolis, thinking about the events of the last few days. She is on patrol, looking for any crime in need of being stopped by a heroine’s might. Megatropolis, always full of crime, has seemed in extra need of her watchful eyes these last few days. In a city this big there will always be crime. Like anywhere else in the world the crime rate will sometimes spike randomly, and that seemed to have happened a few days. The crimes had mostly been small things: petty...
Archbaroness was in the Megatropolis Amazons’ meeting room standing proudly before the floor to ceiling window and looking down upon Megatropolis. The team’s base of operations, Freedom Tower, was one of many buildings that composed Megatropolis’ world famous skyline. Her view here in the meeting room, close to the very top of the building, was a sight to behold. Of course, Archbaroness was herself as awe inspiring as the view. She was equally known for her astounding beauty as her long...
Yes, I remember Honeyfold; the country station where I once sunbathed; the air heavy with the scents of blossom, field and farm, spiced with the lingering tang of the slow steam train I’d just missed. But I was content to bask in my summer dress for two hours till the next slow train. It was a God-given opportunity for a musician with thoughts enough to fill her mind.The music in my head resonated with the external world; sultry, languorous and somnolent. I closed my eyes and imagined the sun...
MasturbationThe stranger woke at dawn with the thrill of the hunt already upon him, fierce and untamed, imposing on his newborn consciousness a wild hunger. Uncoiling from the sheets with lithe, serpentine precision, the man rose solemnly, to dress in the wan half-light of early morning. As the sun ascended, slow and steady in the clouded sky, he dressed and preened before the dusty glass of an old mirror, regarding the reflection therein with a keen and meticulous interest. He was clothed in an...
Betsy stepped out of her shoes, let her purse fall to the floor right next to the door, and walked over to the couch as if someone had turned up the gravity in her house. She flopped down onto the cushions with a whoosh of breath, and quietly resolved to herself that she wouldn’t even think about moving for at least a few minutes. Even something as simple as finding the remote could wait–all her shows were Tivoed anyway, which was a good thing considering it was seven o’clock and she’d just now...
You slide out of your jeans, revealing that you didn't wear any panties. I try to pay as much attention to the road as I can but it is becoming very difficult. I adjust the rear view mirror so it is aimed at you. I watch as you rub the vibrator all over your thighs, your mound and up over your stomach. Finally you settle in rubbing the vibrator over your clit and inside your vagina. You rub the vibrator over your pussy as you massage your breasts and pinch your nipples. Knowing that...
“God, I still miss my shower at home. You’d think this shit would be fixed by now…” He sighed, squeezing some shower gel into a face cloth and washing all around. He rinsed out his washcloth after letting the soap run off his body, squirting a fresh mound of soap into his hand. He massages the soap into his hair, humming quietly as he does so. As he was washing, he heard nails clicking against the tile and a hand on his shoulder. “Yeah, you’re so funny, Chris. The fact that you come peek at...
Those of you that have read my other stories know that my sister and I were raped by my father a few months after our mother died, due to his drinking and loneliness. In other words, he was a horny drunk. What follows is a fantasy of mine that I wish had of happened in those years. About a year after my father started raping my sister and I, my mother’s sister came to visit. My sister, Trish and I were very happy to see her. We had just about been cut off from the outside world since mom...
A story of rape and murder. I am a school teacher from a small town. I am black and lucky to have this job. As I am in the spot light, a young transplanted black girl, I must be on my best behavior at all times. I am a lesbian, but I cant let anyone in the community know this. I am 24 years old and I’m getting very horny with no steady girlfriend. I visit many chat rooms on line in hopes of meeting my heart throb, with other lesbians, but all I do is talk. There are many FaceBook groups of...
I was depressed about it, but at 5’6” and 140 pounds with glasses, I was hardly the sort to impress the women. There were a few who would hang out with me, at least casually, but again, nothing serious. I reached the point where I almost didn’t even expect anything. Why should I? I had been through my optimist stage, and got shot down more times than I could count. Okay, so maybe I wasn’t the slickest guy possible. I was more likely to step on my own dick than to impress one of the women,...
“Is something wrong?” Comes the deep, throaty voice of his companion. That voice alone was enough to rumble deep beneath his heart and stir in his stomach. “No.” Xavier responds, despite himself. He only wanted to get back to sleep. Stanley being awake all night fussing would interrupt that for sure. “Okay.” He can barely see through the weak flames, when his friend turns to lay back on his own bedding. Stanley's was made of an old bear hide, if he remembered correctly. Xavier decides in...
The darkness echoed with the screams of pain and pleasure. Every nerve in his body screamed in agony. Slowly he came awake to a world of purple light and smoke. What had happened? Where was he? Who was he? Slowly his mind adjusted to his new surroundings. How had he come to be here? Lost, confused and dazed he tried to move but his body was sluggish and refused to move. He closed his eyes and tried to relax but his mind would not stop reeling. Flashes of images came and went. A room...
It was a Friday night like any other. Myka was going out with a couple of friends to her favourite club in town. Like every Friday she has gone out looking for a date. But every week she has gone home alone. Myka considered herself to be just an average woman. Size 10 with B cup breasts. Her hips were small but shapely showing off what she thought to be her greatest asset her ass. Though small her breasts were round and firm. Her areolar were small dark circles the size of a two pound...
Fiona read the short letter a second time.Happy eighteenth birthday, Fionella! it began. We hope you will accept the enclosed gift on behalf of our company, as a mark of our respect and appreciation for your work. This gift is provided free and without obligation. We are also of course pleased to grant you permission to feature it in a future edition of your video blog or any associated media. Yours sincerely, Anja Johanssohn (Ms), LolaTM Personal Massagers Inc.The Personal Massager in question...
TeenSomewhere in the South of England in the summer of 1911. She looked at me across the Officer's Mess with complete disdain, as if I was something she had trodden in, as was her right as the daughter of the Colonel of the 2nd (Home Service) Battallion the North Dorsetshires while I was a mere sergeant She wasn't an exceptional beauty, or even voluptuous., She just had that air of haughtiness that made me want to push her against a tree rip her things off and show her exactly what I...
Wilma had just gotten out of the shower and was wearing a short, sheer robe that barely covered her body and left absolutely nothing to the imagination, her 38C breasts and red haired pussy were very, very visible. This was one of the best parts of having the place to herself; she could indulge her nudist tendencies. Wilma Flintstone loved sex. She was a very sexual creature and having Fred away for the past week had left her horny. Whenever Fred would go away on a bowling trip with Barney...
“So near yet so far” thought Kelly as she managed to find enough room in her carrier to squeeze in her favourite music CDs. “Will he even let me play them” she pondered, as her worry grew with the departure time now imminent. “I hardly know my Uncle James for Gods sake; only that he always buys me expensive; but educational Birthday and Christmas presents. He seems such an authoritarian figure; like a head school teacher. Plus the fact we always have to clean up; so the place is spotless...
They were both wearing shades, but only one of them looked cool. Bayonetta handled the wheel with one hand, seemingly bored as the engine roared and the car tried to keep up with the demands of her lead foot. It was probably a mild day back in the city, but in the middle of nowhere there were few places to hide from the sun's blistering rays. Despite the harsh climate, there wasn't a hair out of place or a bead of sweat to be seen on the gorgeous Witchinatrix. Her black, leather and latex...
Here are the first three chapters of the story, please note there isn’t much sexual shenanigans going on yet — this is more setting the background and the character. Please leave any (constructive!) criticism! — Chapter 1 Mr Thomas Lefone surveyed the assembly room with a familiar disappointment curling in the pit of his stomach. The same preened gentlemen, powdered ladies and flirtatious girls spread before him throughout the great hall, the same as he had seen at every ball this season,...
Introduction: Myka tries to sate her thirst, is he enough Hedone It was a Friday night like any other. Myka was going out with a couple of friends to her favourite club in town. Like every Friday she has gone out looking for a date. But every week she has gone home alone. Myka considered herself to be just an average woman. Size 10 with B cup breasts. Her hips were small but shapely showing off what she thought to be her greatest asset her ass. Though small her breasts were round and firm....
The pain was almost more than she could stand, but Anya kept going. Her mind was locked on one thing, the relief she would find when she slid into the pond with its cool water. There were willow trees that hung close to the pond, from them she would gather bark and have Sonya brew it into a tea for her. It would help with the pain. She would have to keep moving though, if she wanted to avoid the stiffness that would have her walking like an old woman. Concentrating upon putting one foot in...
The cool Autumn air flowing through the open door disturbed the dusty webs of long dead spiders as we pushed the heavy wooden door inward. Only the whisper of the breeze, our breath, and the screech of the door’s rusty hinges competed with the sound of my pounding heart as I stepped through the threshold into the house’s foyer. It was evident that Madison and I were the first visitors in quite some time, that the house’s reputation for evil had kept people away for a long, long time. I stepped...
San Diego ‘Hello?’ Jack answered his phone without checking who it was. ‘Monsieur Jacques, bonjour!’ Jack furrowed his brow, lowered his phone and took a quick look at the area code. 702… Las Vegas. Bridgette, he realized. ‘Jacques? Have I reached monsieur Jacques?’ Bridgette asked in a ridiculously over-the-top French accent. Jack laughed and asked, ‘What’s with the accent, Mignonette?’ ‘Does it sound good? I’ve been practicing. The guests love it!’ ‘It sounds pretty fucking...
Having read the last of the three books that took the world by surprise, Antronella gets up to make herself some tea, before heading to bed. The stories were great and the sex even better. Some of the things in the books were ridiculous and unbelievable, and some things were just too unreal. Before falling asleep, one thing comes to mind. I need someone new in my life, she thinks. These one-night stands and a whole lot of friends haven’t been doing it for her. She sets her mind on finding...
Nonentity Tendrils of flames engulfed everything. Smoke blurred my vision and stung my eyes. I had no choice but to jump out of the window. The pain from my landing caused me to knock out. I woke in a hospital bed hearing all sorts of beeps and seeing awkward tubes everywhere. I found my best friend, Ryan, sleeping with his head down on the side of the bed. I wanted to wake him up and ask him why I was here, but i looked around.There were flowers and get-well cards along the windowsill. They...