A tentacle rape demon is captured and brought to a government lab, but studying him leads Dr. Claire Thompson through challenges she never could have imagined.
This is the last story about my second wife. The flower freezing event and all the characters are real, but the rest of the story is pure fiction. It would have been a blast if true, though.
Every morning on the packed 7:42 a.m. train, 24-year-old Sophia catches the 45-year-old married stranger staring. What begins as innocent skirt teases and upskirt flashes quickly spirals into no-panties flashes, whispered commands, public grinding, train-toilet blowjobs, park-bench creampies, remote vibrators, alley piss play, full anal, footjobs, cum facials, and pregnancy-risk marathons. A slow-burn, addictive public-risk thrill ride that will own your commute.
It was with a growing sense of disbelief that John listened to his step-daughter's best friend. Did Kim just tell him she had a butt plug stuck up her ass and couldn't get it out? That it was causing her severe pain? Based on the tears and the anguished look in her eyes, John could see that something was causing the beautiful young woman considerable distress... but a butt plug? You know... there are just times when you have to offer someone help!
"Freeze, Asshole. I've got a.357 aimed at your head." And with those words 17 year old Deena realized the supposedly empty house she had broken into wasn't empty at all. And worse, it belonged to a cop! Lying on the floor, hands cuffed behind her, Deena made an offer. Unfortunately, he insisted she up the offer to "anything" including anal. "Your choice" he said. Jail or anything. A choice that wasn't a choice at all. An offer she couldn't refuse.
Sex Contents: Some Sex | Genre: Drama Tags: Ma/Fa, Consensual, Heterosexual, Fiction, Cheating, Safe Sex Downloads: 16638 Votes: 652 | Score: 7.94 Size: 207KB | 41,333 words |
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Two ordinary suburban wives, Mary and Lisa, both 32, married with young children, have let the wild spark of their youth fade under the weight of routine, motherhood, and predictable marriages. One December afternoon at Starbucks, over lattes and nostalgia for midnight skinny-dipping and reckless adventures, they dare each other to reclaim that fire. The challenge is simple, secret, and dangerously addictive.
A lovely wife and mother of two is given an ultimatum by her long suffering husband. Get counseling for her frigidity or get a divorce. Their family doctor recommends a local specialist in that area and he gets amazing results with his unorthodox methods. This is slower than most of my stories and should be read for the story more than the sex scenes, although there is plenty of sex. Some of you might not care for my comments about the Catholic Church. I’m entitled. I was raised Catholic. / (Reviews)