Would you sell your wife's or girlfriend's ass to save your own? You may never face that choice, but Billy did. Now he's living with his decision. This is the first story I wrote, and it shows. I only hope it leads you to my later stories.
A Legacy of Ruin Stories Victoria Kane steps into Vallmont to mend a failing dynasty. She mends it with her womb. Six men — crowned, titled, sworn — enter her one by one, then two by two, then all at once. Throne velvet darkens. Chapel marble chills. Garden air thickens with jasmine and musk. They spill everything. One child results. Adopted by the palace. The men live with the memory. And the cold.
Before starting a family, my shy, pretty Chinese Singaporean wife and I agreed to make our darkest fantasies reality. When I helped her to realize her darkest fantasies, I discovered that underneath her shy exterior there lay an insatiable slut.
Elaine and I (Eric) were the E & E of Everlasting and Eternal. Love, that is. But then again, what is this wondrous thing called Love? Something quite different for her than it was for me. As I discovered one feverish day...
Amora is a good girl who dreams of being temptation incarnate, and in her fantasies, men surrender to temptation in the most brutal way imaginable. She’s also a horny cunt who hasn’t been allowed to cum in too long, and her needy pussy has her wishing someone would rip her clothes off and forcibly fill its emptiness. Her desperation is driving her deeper into a mental morass of humiliation and objectification, and her tightly gaurded depravity is threatening to leak into her tidy reality.
A man discovers how to control people through subliminal messages. He takes advantage of that knowledge and turns a woman and then an entire office in to his personal sex toys
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When Jen ran into a money problem, I wished she had called me, but she didn't. Instead, she listened to Curtis' wild idea. He knew ten guys, he told her, who always rented what they called, their "hospitality" suite, whenever they had a company convention. All they needed was a woman to provide the hospitality! Curtis told her, "For a few hours work, Jen, you can earn yourself..."
This is the raunchy story of me playing at interviewer with her... after the fact!