Domination/submission

The weirdest thing happened tonight. I am a 20 year old, tall and between lean and muscular. I have a daughter. I got my girlfriend pregnant back in high school and my daughter was born when I was 17 and my girlfriend was 16. We broke up after the pregnancy. She wanted an abortion and I wanted the baby, so I got my way. She is 3 years old and she loves her Barbie dolls. When we were out one day we went shopping around some garage sales, so one street we went down was in the bayou and in the...

The air was crisp and taunt in the open arena. The crowd was echoing around the walls of the XnXX arena for the reigning champion TheFox. TheFox prances around the ring holding high her champion belt oblivious to the crowd yet gloating in her power once again. She regains her dignity ready to make it known to the crowd that she still owns the ring as this night is a night of feisty women’s bouts all out to steel TheFoxes honor. Announcer and referee Chainsaviar introduces TheFoxes next challenger as PirateGirl and the crowd roars in anticipation. PirateGirl climbs up into...

All of the incidents in this story are fiction, but the relationship between the two main characters is based on my relationship with my lover. The story is dedicated to her. Are you ready for this, baby? Yes, Daddy. I'm always ready for anything you have for me. Anne smiled sweetly. She calls me Daddy because I'm much older than she is, and because we share fantasies about incest. It says something about our relationship that the incest fantasies are one of the tamer aspects. I looked at her, took in the love and devotion shining on her face, and her...

Living in the projects of Chicago is exactly how it sounds. A nightmare. To make matters worse, my mom’s usually fucked up on whatever drug she can find half the time, doing some unsavory things in order to maintain her fix. We’ve all had to do things we’re not proud of to survive in this hell hole, myself included. Being a small, pale skin, “sissy” white boy in a place like this has made me an easy target. Especially without a dad to protect me, he left a long time ago. It’s bad enough that I’m constantly confused for a girl...

The story of toothpick My name is john Tucker and in all the years of my life, I have no history of romance. My sweetheart is my right hand. Why you ask? Because I have a big problem, well I guess you can say a small problem (pun intended). You see I was born with a small dick. How small you ask? I’m 18 in my last year of high school, and my dick is the size of a toothpick. Hence I got the nick name toothpick growing up. I mean everyone calls me by this stupid ass nick name. My...

What.. WHAT THE FUCK?! Um.. hi. What… WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? Why is Molly's pussy on your… on your.. Peter's angry, beyond pissed, but he's a human male. He's got a dick, and that dick's more concerned with the fact that my tongue is mere millimeters from hot girl's dripping cunt. The Wolf reaches over me and grabs Molly's ass. His voice comes out low, like a growl, You should come get the pussy you've been dreaming about. Peter's mouth seems to have gone dry, or perhaps he can no longer speak due to the blood...

So I'm definitely an amatuer writer, but this fantasy has been on my mind lately. I felt the best way to indulge in it was to get it out on paper, so to speak. Keep in mind, I was writing this more for myself than anything, but I felt like I should share it, in case any one else enjoyed it. This is only the second erotica story I've ever written, so please, go easy on me. I'd love constructive criticism or comments, and if I get positive feedback, I'll consider a sequel, or series, or whatever floats my boat. Oh...

(A girl goes on a gameshow to win a million dollars, but ends up in bondage and becomes an owned slave who is trained, conditioned and transformed) It's Monday night and that can only mean one thing...it's time for Kneel or No Kneel! the announcer's voice boomed across the soundstage as thunderous applause from the audience erupted. Spot lights instantly came to life, shining hot lights upon the stage where I stood in silence. Now here's your favorite host, the one...the only...Horny Bondel! Thank you, thank you, it's great to be here for another episode of Kneel or No Kneel, Horny...

Spending your formative years in San Francisco, you develop differently, especially when it comes to sex.I never had girlfriends per say, and I didn't even where jockey shorts, but I did masturbate quite frequently. Which is to say,I had other interests. So, when I was fifteen,I wondered into the Castro district, although I couldn't drink,I thought I would take a look around. People were really friendly....A curious pretty boy teenager...heh...go figure. There was a particular bar, with a sidewalk cafe where I was asked to join some really cute guys and they would get me drinks. I jumped at the chance...

While getting coffee prepared for me and my wife I feel arms slip around me from behind. Julie had snuck up behind me and wanted a hug; I look down at the arms and recognize they are hers. No sleeves she had on the long sleeved purple night gown with the bratz logo on it. A nervous feeling crept over me! “Julie, go to your bedroom and get some fucking clothes on”, Brenda screamed! I froze mid stir in my coffee cup. “Do as your mother told you little girl and don’t do that again”, I asked her as calm as...