Neutered White Fuckpig
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It seems like i’ve only been asleep for five minutes when the alarm goes off. i feel so tired but i have another long day ahead of me serving my Pimp as His transvestite whore and sex slave. i run my fingers round my leather collar before throwing off the thin blanket which serves as my bed linen and start to get ready for another cycle of violent physical and sexual abuse. Looking down at my bed it’s a wonder i manage to sleep at all – it’s just a thin foam mattress stained with blood, semen, urine and vomit on a metal frame. At each corner there are lengths of thin twine which my Pimp uses to tie me down when He wants to whip me or watch me get gang raped by Groups of Men. When He first bought me He kept me tied face down for three days and nights while Gangs of Men arrived to fuck me. Even when i wanted to go toilet He refused to release me so i was forced to lie there in my own filth like some stinking piece of fuckmeat while Strangers pounded my poor asscunny and jammed shit smeared cocks down my throat. It was so wonderful being treated like that! i just knew i wanted to suffer some more! In accordance with my Owners instructions my first drink of the day is my own urine fresh from my tiny penis. He has put me on a diet saying i am too fat to be one of His whores. My breakfast also comes from my body a nice thick turd which slips easily out of my anus and plops on to the rusty metal of my eating tray. This is my usual start to the day be it eating my own shit or Someone else’s. i am a very accomplished shitslave - i have made loads of money for my Pimps by being sold as a shitslut!! The first piece of my waste is followed by several smaller lumps and long sticky strings of last nights spunk tasty reminders of how i was fucked bareback last night. i look down at the greasy brown chunks, then clasp my hands firmly behind my back and kneel down on the bare wooden floor to eat. Slowly chewing and swallowing i relish the acrid taste and smell of my own faeces. Oh God - i only have to smell a blocked toilet to feel hungry now! After that i take my hormone pill – the pills i’m on at the moment are nearly 100% oestrogen and are designed for female cows to increase their milk yield. The effect has been quite dramatic – my breasts have grown to a 36B and i have put on loads of weight on my hips and belly which is why i am on a diet. Because i put fresh red nail polish on when i came in early this morning all that’s left for me to do is put some make up on, get dressed and spray myself with cheap perfume. my clothing is the bare minimum to keep me decent – a denim miniskirt which just covers my ample buttocks, a thin red boob tube and a fake fur jacket. i tuck my penis between my legs and hold it in place with a tiny pair of thong panties which have already been well used by one of my Pimps other whores. Wearing a skirt this short i must be careful that my genitals don’t drop out during the day. No shoes or stockings even though winter is approaching – i am devoted to going everywhere in bare feet. Last winter it was pure hell streetwalking barefoot in the ice and snow but my Pimp stayed firm with me. No need to worry about my grey hair as i have it tied back in a long greasy ponytail.
Opening the back door to my flat i step quickly down the metal fire escape which is the only way up to the 3rd floor where i live and walk up to the bus stop which is about half a mile away. A stiff breeze chills my wasted genitals and naked legs and belly and my poor bare feet are soon frozen by the ice cold pavement. In the morning i work as a cleaner at the Train Station cleaning the railway carriages and Station Toilets. my Pimp found me this menial job when i got fired from my last job because of my blatant homosexuality. The turning point came when my Boss found me having sex with a Group of Men in the factory toilets. my cleaning job doesn’t pay much but it’s the sort of work that’s perfect for a weak and useless homosexual fuckpig like me.
Oh fuck – the bus is late again! That means i will be late for the fourth time this month through no fault of my own but i will still be punished. Hopefully it will only be a beating! In the past i have been stripped naked and made to walk up and down the railway tracks carrying sacks filled with stone chippings till i am exhausted.
When the Bus arrives i get on and sit down at the front where everyone can see me. i have been a homosexual prostitute for nearly ten years now and i have no shame at all. All my self respect has been beaten out of me by years of physical, verbal and sexual violence. Needless to say as the bus fills up i receive quite a few dirty looks from the Men that get on. All i can do is look down at the floor and my lovely bare feet. When my stop comes up i stand up and walk to the door wiggling my hips then stand on tip toe to flaunt my long legs and beautiful bare feet decorated with red nail polish, ankle chains and toe rings. i think i look like a sexy young slave girl but the disappointing truth is i’m just a pathetic middle aged homosexual wearing soiled rags with a severe body odour problem. my personal hygiene is abysmal. i hardly ever bother with washing now – instead i rub scented oil in to my skin. To prove how worthless i am i look round the front row of Male passengers who are staring at me with complete hatred. One of Them, a regular leans forward and spits on the floor of the bus a thick gooey piece of phlegm. i smile at Him and get down on my knees to lick it up using my lips and tongue to clean up the green blob of greasy mucus. Oh God i love doing that!! One of my favourite pastimes is eating cigarette butts from the floor.
i have to move to get to work on time but even then i’m five minutes late. my Supervisor is a middle aged Man who hates me so it’s no surprise He sends me to the set of train carriages which are furthest away. He is a Sadistic Bastard at the best of times. i trip and stumble over the tracks and gravel in my bare feet and climb up inside the first carriage to start work. As i clean i come across food packaging with remains inside which i eat. For the past year my Pimp has stopped buying me food so i am reduced to scavenging for scraps. He says it’s to counter the side effects of my hormone pills. i don’t find too much to eat – just a stale beef burger which has been used as an ashtray and a half eaten pie which is also full of cigarette butts. i quickly gobble them down then carry on cleaning working hard to make the train as clean as possible. Sometimes my Supervisor inspects my work and if it’s not up to standard i am punished severely. When i’ve finished there i get a message i have to go to the Male toilets in the main station. It gives me a chance to flaunt myself across the Station Entrance Hall and i make the most of it twisting my sexy hips and parading myself like the low-class prostitute i am.
my Supervisor is waiting for me when i get there, together with three Women. Seeing Them well dressed in boots and thick winter coats reminds me of how little i’m wearing. But i am only a barefoot sex slave and i must be thankful to my Pimp for allowing me to wear the sexy rags i am dressed in.
?Strip? i remove my scanty clothing and stand there stark naked in the ice cold air of a Public Toilet while They examine my pierced and tattooed body from my bare feet and red toenails up to my withered genitals finishing at my heavily made up face with my steel nose ring.
?You were late?
?yes Sir?
?You need to be reminded of who the Boss is?
?yes Sir?
?Bend over?
i lean over a row of sinks and count the lashes as They hit my back and buttocks before turning over so They can inflict more on my breasts, belly and genitals. After each stinging blow i thank Them and ask for another one just like any other well trained slave would.
?Get dressed and clean that up? He tells me pointing at two large pools of vomit ?Not with a mop either you stupid cunt. Understand??
?yes Sir? i slip back in to my whores clothes being careful to tuck my penis away before kneeling down to lick up the filth from the ground. Using long strokes of my tongue i scour the filthy tiles and round the base of the toilet bowls till all the foul puke is gone. While i’m doing that one of the Women pulls Her trousers down and squats down to release a flood of liquid shit on to the floor. i know what’s expected of me:
?please Mistress may i please clean the floor Mistress please??
?Beg you fucking pig?
?Please Mistress, i beg You please may i clean up. i must lick the floor Mistress please?
She seems satisfied with my whining and all four of Them watch me perform my duties as a barefoot toilet slave. When i’m finished i thank Her for letting me be Her shitpig. Sometimes there will be just my Supervisor and some of His Friends to taunt and humiliate me.
Next i am told to sweep one of the platforms, so it’s back out to show myself in Public. It hasn’t got any warmer and my skimpy rags give me very little protection against the cold. It takes a long time to sweep the concrete especially now that People are starting to arrive. my slaves bare feet are black with filth by the time i finish sweeping the cold concrete and i am starving! While i was in the middle of doing that two Men came up and forced me to perform oral sex on Them gripping my head and pushing Their cocks down my throat as far as They could fucking my face. When They come i try to swallow as much as possible but They don’t let me choosing to spray Their precious seed over my face and tits. i carry on working with my face and chest now shiny with a layer of spunk.
After my morning shift as a cleaner i wander in to Town to meet my Pimp. Sometimes He has given me money to buy make up and my favourite red nail polish so i go to a little side shop where The Owners know me as one of His whores. If i need tampons to plug my asscunny or condoms for my Clients then They make sure the shop is full of Men before offering me super absorbent tampax and heavy duty rubbers. i much prefer my Clients to fuck me bareback anyway and i have taken more cock like this than anything else. My Pimp was really impressed with me when He discovered this even though He knows i am certain to get infected with HIV sooner or later and as such this lifestyle is my Death Sentence. i know it’s unsafe as well, but i can’t help myself – i am infatuated with being the best barefoot bareback transvestite cumslut that i can be!!
i walk through the streets to meet my Pimp and WhoreMaster. He may be years younger than me but He really knows what sort of brutal & sadistic treatment i need. He has only owned me for a year but in that time i have taken more cock and endured more cruelty than ever! He never fucks me though – He says my disease riddled cunt is not worthy of His Magnificent Black Penis. If i am especially fortunate He allows me to eat His shit and drink His urine but i have to ask Him for it which i always do begging Him to let me be His toilet! Oh God – i love Him so much and i adore being His dirty piece of sissy white trash fuckmeat!
All my clothing is second hand, cast offs from His other whores. i can’t remember the last time i wore trousers and all my skirts have been tiny mini skirts which only just leave me decent. i have a few dresses, mostly made from sheer materiel so my nudity is blatantly obvious when i am out working the streets. i do have one pair of shoes, black high heel slingback sandals but i very rarely wear them. They have a 4 inch heel and hurt my feet whenever i put them on. i much prefer going barefoot as a symbol of my willing slavery.
i get to the back door of the Club without too much trouble. my Owner is entertaining His Friends and i don’t want to be late. Naturally enough He doesn’t want to be interrupted by a stinking piece of barefoot fuckmeat so i wait outside on my knees with my hands on my head for Him to fetch me. i’m less than two feet away from a main road but i stay there oblivious to the looks i must be getting. My only thoughts are that of a well trained sex slave waiting for her Owner to come for her. i spare a few moments to think about how i came to be kneeling outside a door barefoot in my whores rags with nothing to look forward to except sexual abuse. my first serious experience as a prostitute came after i placed an advert proclaiming myself as ?a barefoot transvestite fuckpig eager to be turned out as a whore for Black Men. i will also accept any permanent damage or mutilation.? My first few Pimps were total sadists who made me live up to my promises by arranging frequent gang bangs for me which left me crushed and bleeding. Once i was rented out to a Gang of Men who just wanted to knock my teeth out, hence my wearing of dentures. During this period i was also trained to be a toilet pig, swallowing large quantities of Human and Animal faeces till my stomach could tolerate it and i learned to enjoy it. i was also given regular beatings but it was my fault for not working hard enough and i learned to accept that as well. Multiple convictions for Indecent Exposure in Public and Gross Obscenity saw my name being added to the Sex Offenders Register. Every so often i am arrested and taken in for questioning normally about my Pimp. i hate it when that happens. Not only do I lose money but it guarantees me a session of cruel torture as my Pimp tries to find out if i have told the Police anything. One night He thought it would be fun to execute me so i was bound hand and foot and slowly suspended from the ceiling. Three times i passed out and was revived with buckets of cold water. One Man liked to tie me up with barbed wire and leave me outside for the night. That was hard, especially if it was raining. i have always been an extreme bondage slag so i didn’t object to being naked and bound for my Masters pleasure.
At last my Owner comes giving me the chance to fall in love with Him again. He’s just too Gorgeous for words, a Hunky Young Man who has offered me the chance to continue living my dream of being a Black Mans Whore! He’s carrying a rope collar which He loops around my neck before dragging me inside on my hands and knees. He may be years younger than me but He certainly does appreciate how to treat a revolting piece of homosexual fuckmeat like me! After i have licked His boots He takes my false teeth and glasses off me and sends me in to the male toilets where i begin work straight away sucking and fucking for Him. Soon my hot little fucktube and my mouth are both full of ManCock and spunk! i can see the bright flashes as People take pictures of me being spit roasted and it turns me on even more knowing that my degradation is being recorded. Hopefully the pictures will be spread around and i will get some more yummy cock for my hungry fucktube! Some Men use me as a urinal and fill me with hot rancid urine slapping my face hard if i spill any.
My Owner comes back in to the toilets.
?lets see those tits piggy?
i pull up my top to show Him my breasts and pierced nipples which have padlocks through the holes. The keyholes have been filled with glue so removing them is not an easy job. He grips one of my tits and slowly injects saline fluid in to the end of my nipple. The pain is unbelievable! After doing the same with the other one He puts nipple trainers on to stretch my tender flesh. Next He produces some thin flex which He winds around my tits as ligatures making them stand out.
After that He wraps a strip of rubber around my ponytail. my asscunny twitches and i tremble with excitement – He wants me to be a bitch!! He takes me out to the yard and positions me on a patch of gravel in front of a crowd of People. He tells Them that i am His bitch and to demonstrate it i will now be offered up to some Dogs. First of all my cuntlips must be loosened up and He gives me a thick rubber dildo to use. i make it wet with my saliva before feeling gently for the opening to my fuckhole and once it’s in i squat down hard driving it deep inside myself letting out a soft moan of lust as my rectum is jammed wide open. It’s not in case the Dogs damage me, but in case i harm the Dogs. my shitcunt is used to this sort of treatment. The first two Dogs are nervous and don’t last very long, but the next five know exactly what to do – The first one is a Rottweile called Bruno and i have been His bitch before. He presents His backside to me so i can lick His anus pushing my tongue as far as i can inside His rectum. i also reach between His hind legs to find His cock. He turns round and squirts urine on my face then mounts me and grips my ponytail in His jaws keeping me firmly under control while He fucks me pumping my sloppy asscunt full of lovely hot Dogcum. The gravel hurts my hands and knees but each time i move i am He growls and pulls me back in to position. Again i can see flashbulbs going off so i know my performance is being recorded. After a while my bladder is screaming for relief but i dare not move – my only choice is to urinate in front of The Crowd who think its great!
?It’s pissing itself!? They shout and Their derision make so horny! My Owner gives me a large jug and i empty my bladder in to it so my Owner can pour the strong and frothy liquid over my head.
When it’s over my anus feels like it’s been ripped open but my Owner has no sympathy for me calling me ?a silly bitch for not stretching it enough?. He gives me time to clean up and put fresh make up on before sending me back out on to the streets in search of more cocks to empty.
?you’ve got six hours cunt? he says watching me walk out. Oh God – another six hours of streetwalking! i do as He says and step out on to the cold streets hoping to find some Clients who will pay for a chance to abuse me. It turns out to be a good night – i am approached by a Gang of Men who want a painpig for some extreme treatment. They take me round the back of a deserted factory where i strip to my panties and then suffer as They use thin twine to suspend me by my wrists so my bare toes are just touching the ground.
??300 for an hour OK pig??
?yes Sir. Please Hurt me?
As whippings go it’s not too bad. i have taken far worse beatings during my time as a sex slave. By the time They finish i am dripping with sweat from the effort of hanging there and my body is striped with angry red marks. i get dressed and go out looking for more cock, working hard for my Superior Black Master sucking and fucking for money till it’s time to home back to my hovel. Tomorrow will be the same again – i’m such a lucky cumslut!!
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, narrated as excerpts from the diary. The excerpts narrate the secret thoughts, desires fantasies about various people in life. This story narrates the explicit incest between mom and son. Any person who is sensitive to close incest relations and doesn’t like such stories, please stop reading here. By continuing to read ahead, you agree that you are within the legal age limit and you are solely responsible for what you are reading, and neither the writer...
IncestMarch 7 Dear Dairy, Boy it sure has been busy around here for the past month or so, Mr. Foxx, he's my boss, has been entertaining a slew of clients and friends, it seems that someone's always showing up at the door!!! Of course since Mr. Foxx keeps me completely naked at all times in the apartment, sometimes the person on the other side of the door gets a big surprise when they see me standing there in the altogether, but more often than not they can't keep their eyes off my usually hard...
GayDear Diary, The little cunt was a no-show. I guess I need to teach him what happens when he stands me up. Had an interesting little conversation with Margo today. She basically confronted me about why stupidname was crying in her office two days in a row. BTW, I'm getting a little tired of writing out stupidname, so I think I'm going to shorten it to SN if it's all the same to you Diary. I knew you'd understand. Anyway, I pretty much came clean to Margo, we're very good friends...
There is also one brief scene of incest. Note: This is a continuation of "Diary of a Slave Merchant - 2007". It is recommended that you read it first, otherwise you might be a little lost for a while. Quick recap for the lazy: 40-something year-old Edward divorced, bought a house, kidnapped two girls, forced them to become sex slaves, sold one (Slave name: "Star") to an old college friend named Wayne who is now wealthy, fell in love with the other (slave name: "Baby") who was abused...
Today is my first day in my new studio apartment in Aunt’s house. Uncle and Father started working on it the day I was accepted in the State University here. For my 18th birthday Mother and Aunt took me shopping for furniture and curtains. I am situated in a turret in this old Victorian house. I feel kind of like a fairy princess up here. I think I am too excited to even miss Mother and Father yet! I am sure I will be happy here. I start classes next week. Aunt is going to the bookstore with...
Diary entry 6/21/11 Hi diary, It’s me again!! Adriana is passed out after our wicked sex fest so I thought I’d bring you up to date! Anyway diary, you’ll never believe my fucking day! Weird and wild I’d say!! Anyway you remember Rod? I’m trying to forget the creep, believe me! I wrote to you about him back in the spring time, remember? As you know I stopped banging him about a month ago when I found him with his cock in that slutty ho he works with. I do miss that mans monster missile, he is...
Introduction: Wednesday 9/25 and Thursday, 9/26 Wednesday 9/25 Dear Diary, The little cunt was a no-show. I guess I need to teach him what happens when he stands me up. Had an interesting little conversation with Margo today. She basically confronted me about why stupidname was crying in her office two days in a row. BTW, Im getting a little tired of writing out stupidname, so I think Im going to shorten it to SN if its all the same to you Diary. I knew youd understand. Anyway, I pretty...
Hey Guys!! I am so privileged to receive emails and comments for your appreciation towards my earlier series. It doesn’t mean anything to me..:P So here I am, with another experience which I came through recently.. Our family was so happy, except for me, as my dad had a huge profit in the business, and decided to move in a BIGGER HOUSE, fuck the size. My secret affair was going so good. Alisha and I, we almost tried every position possible, the dream of cumming on her face was accomplished,...
12th FebruaryI bought James the most amazing present today. Had to nip out at 11.00 to Bond Street to get it. It wasn’t worth wasting a lunch break on, and James might have got suspicious if I made an excuse to miss our ‘fun time’ together. Thank god I can come and go as I please at work. It’s not as if the boss is going to tell me off lol, and nobody else dares. They are perfect for him. Ivory cufflinks, with a small, subtle ‘£’ etched into the pearly square. He’s going to love them....
Office SexPREFACE [While going through a trash bin at school looking for recyclables I found a diary. Incredibly it just happened to belong to someone I knew. Not being a friend of mine, I decided to publish it so that everyone at school would know the real girl. It starts shortly after her high school graduation and moves to State College. I edited out some of the boring days.] August 21- I’ve decided to write a diary to keep track of my thoughts and experiences since I intend to write an...
Here are the last few entries from the 2007 diary: December 12th, 2007 8:34pm Baby has a couple of promising prospects at the runaway shelter. She is working on one in particular. A blond with a streak of black in her hair. Nice body, attractive, very bad attitude. She has three or four piercings, dresses in black and is a real tough 'Nobody-fucks-with-me' hard-ass. Right up my alley She told the girl she was going to go live at her uncles house and that she would talk to him...
My intention is to release my entire erotic novel in chapters. I hope you enjoy my writing. Constructive feedback is always appreciated. Copyright 2014 by D.J. Winters All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping or by any information storage retrieval system without the written permission of the publisher except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and...
‘Shh…’ is all she said before she rolled on top of me and kissed me. It was then that I knew where the expression ‘seeing stars’ had come from. Jeanie kissed me senseless. Her lips were ravenous as they attacked mine. She massaged my lips with hers until I opened up to give her access into my depths. Pushing her tongue through my open lips, she explored slowly, licked and sucked until she had stolen all my oxygen. Pulling away, we were both breathing hard. ‘Jeanie, you’re hurt right now, I...
Introduction: Tuesday, 9/24 Dear Diary, So I molested stupidname again. I was actually kind of surprised that he even came in today, but as a weeks-old employee he basically has 0 vacation time accrued and he already took three days when I broke his heart (lol), so he probably figures hes already at -3 days and he needs to hedge his bets against having to quit before I corner him in a nap room and fuck him in the ass. Believe it or not, he even tried to man up and stand-up to me today (so...
Introduction: Tuesday, 9/17 Dear diary, ,tldr: Ethan Greenburg is a fucking loser. I guess its good Im finally realizing this now before he managed to knock me up or worse — marry me. He shows up last night, drunk off his ass past 3am, crashing and banging his way up the stairs, so I get up and hes sprawled out on the couch with all of his shit laying around, and Im like WHAT THE FUCK ETHAN?! Id give you three guesses diary, but youd get it in one because youve heard this story before, his...
An amazing story, read till the end you won't regret it!Diary of Sheila E.I became a hooker earlier this year. At first I just did lap dances, no touching, a bit of extra cash to spend, but my boyfriend got sent to prison and we both had huge gambling debts. The mob wanted us to pay them huge installments to pay off the debt. I had to resort to escort services and extreme hardcore pornography to make a fast buck. There was a place in town (LA) that paid out big amounts. The downside was they...
"Shh..." is all she said before she rolled on top of me and kissed me. It was then that I knew where the expression 'seeing stars' had come from. Jeanie kissed me senseless. Her lips were ravenous as they attacked mine. She massaged my lips with hers until I opened up to give her access into my depths. Pushing her tongue through my open lips, she explored slowly, licked and sucked until she had stolen all my oxygen. Pulling away, we were both breathing hard. "Jeanie, you're hurt right now, I...
Diary of Valerie L. Sinclaire, & the Whispers in her ears. August 1st 2018 7:00AM First Entry Date, Part 1 of Many, Diary Arch Saga Story. Today the voices were loud to loud & the only way to make the quite again was by giving into them. But first I must tell you my story & why I have voices in my ears whispering horrifing thoughts. Few years ago I think I died or something it only felt like a split second but thats all it took. One morning I woke up used the...
© 1999, All Rights Reserved The following text was discovered on the hard drive of a used computer I purchased. It had been deleted but not permanently erased. Personally, I doubt the authenticity of the document and assume it was the creative effort of the previous owner. I submit it here with only minor editing changes. K123-347 (Local 960524) I have to write it down somewhere, and it certainly doesn't belong in official dispatches, so I have begun this diary. Mostly, I admit, it...
Saturday 24th May 2003 Well today was a shoe delight. My sister took our daughters Daisy 3 (hers) and Holly 6 (mine) to the matinee ballet, a production especially for children, Saddlers Wells Theatre, Angel Islington. It was their belated Easter treat. My brother drove them up and I tagged along as my bro’ and I were going to ‘do lunch darling’ whilst we waited for them. Twas a totally unexpected event so obviously put me into a ‘what pair of shoes/sandals/boots do I wear?’ quandary. ...
It has been two weeks since I’ve been bought by my new Master. In the meantime I didn’t have much time to update my diary, since life here is quite busy and chaotic. At the institute where they taught us to be obedient and attentive and devoted I got a lot of compliments and oftentimes they told me I was the best in class, that I would make my future Master very happy and that they would be able to sell me for a lot of money. I don’t know how much money my new Master has paid for me, but I’m...
;tldr: Ethan Greenburg is a fucking loser. I guess it's good I'm finally realizing this now before he managed to knock me up or worse -- marry me. He shows up last night; drunk off his ass past 3am, crashing and banging his way up the stairs, so I get up and he's sprawled out on the couch with all of his shit laying around, and I'm like WHAT THE FUCK ETHAN?! I'd give you three guesses diary, but you'd get it in one because you've heard this story before; his roommates kicked him...
So I molested stupidname again. I was actually kind of surprised that he even came in today, but as a weeks-old employee he basically has 0 vacation time accrued and he already took three days when I "broke his heart" (lol), so he probably figures he's already at -3 days and he needs to hedge his bets against having to quit before I corner him in a nap room and fuck him in the ass. Believe it or not, he even tried to man up and stand-up to me today (so adorable!). Yesterday was yummy...
Diary of how I became a gay sex slave - Ch 1 My name is Greg Richards. I am 32 year old white male, with an Italian/English background. I am told I am good looking, but never really believed it. I am 5'11”, weigh 165 pounds, slim athletic build. Married when I was 29, no kids. Also, I have always been bi-curious, but never acted out on it. Recently been chatting on AOL, and found a former co-worker, Darren online. Darren is a very good looking black man, that I know is into men,...
My intention is to release my entire erotic novel in chapters. I hope you enjoy my writing. Constructive feedback is always appreciated. Copyright 2014 by D.J. Winters All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping or by any information storage retrieval system without the written permission of the publisher except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and...
This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has ten chapters: (1) Becoming a Man, (2) Marriage, (3) House Guest, (4) Satisfying Our Guest, (5) Helping a Psychologist, (6) More Sex Therapy, (7) Mutual Therapy, (8) Our Daughter, (9) Our Daughter is 13, (10) Conclusion Billy Bob Chapter 10 (Conclusion) The girls were tired of just having sex with each other and...
Introduction: High School Fiction Diary of a School Slut – Mr.Tom Hi, I am Bianca, Bee as people would generally call me in School. Description: 57 Long auburn hair, Fair skin tone, High-cheek boned, Light brown eyes, Plump lips, Long toned legs, Curved body, Have a waxed body with no tan lines ,) A tight pussy, 36C boobs with pink nipples, A round tempting ass which made guys just want to muff drive me, Suck my boobs, and fuck and eat my pussy. ~# I was not very good at one subject, Math1....
When we were both naked, she ground herself against me, keeping my body prone on the ground with her hands pressed against my chest. She kissed and licked a slick path down my chest, torturing my breasts with her sweet mouth. I needed to touch her but she wouldn’t let me. She kept my arms firmly on the ground, pushing against my wrists as her hips moved faster. She was close, I could feel it deep inside. Her thrusting became frantic as she lowered her lips to my ear and began to whimper. This...
Diary entry #142: July 3, 2011 It’s now six in the morning. I turned eighteen at midnight, so for six hours now it has been my birthday. Happy Birthday to me! Yay! Today, I am going to give myself a birthday present. I am going to do something I have never done. Do something many of my now older friends say is “the bomb.” They’ve all been doing it for at least two years now. Many even tried to make me join in a session with them at sleepovers when we were sixteen. I just could never make...
Welcome to the Diary of Lust. Please choose a character and tell us her story, which is of course filled with sexual adventures at every turn, be it consensual or not. Now let's start by choosing your heroine. Disclaimer : The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this story are fictitious. Nobody in this story, and no outfit or corporation is based upon an actual person or outfit in the real world. PS : If this story turns you on please hit the like button, it would really...