Voyeurism Stories

This is a story of consensual bondage, rape, sodomy, and death, inspired by one brief sentence at the end of one of ASSM's Laura Lynn Davis's excellent stories, but it does not employ any of her themes. Interestingly, I drew a fan letter from a foot fetishist.

In a Kansas City apartment reeking of stale cum, sweat, and Monster energy, Derek’s router finally cooperates for the filthiest long-distance session of his life. Marisol, spread wide in Seattle, demands total degradation: spit-lubed fists, ass-to-mouth fantasies, self-facial swallowing, and gulping his own thick load while she squirts across the room. Seven brutal rounds of narrated depravity leave them both wrecked, sticky, and planning an in-person sequel that will condemn the couch forever.

Judy introduced Bill to her disgusting parents before their first date so that he might understand her better. It took him more than three years to fully understand.

Followed a cute young gay couple in to the change rooms at the local pool and received a fantastic blowjob.

Allie only had one ambition in life. She wanted to be a dancer. Somehow her thoughts of ballet led to a career as a pole dancer with a sideline of entertainment a bit on the shady side.

Just another day at the Live Vibe Film Company as they go through the motions of shooting their latest picture "Fucking my Valentine."