Reuben rifled her fingers through her brown hair which had naturally occurring ginger tints and exhaled cigarette smoke into the summer night air. Her head was pounding from the heavy bass from inside the gay club in Soho. It had been a crazy evening so far and she needed some space away from the writhing bodies in the sexually fuelled atmosphere inside. She had just left her friends to go out to the smoking area when she saw something of a vision.
A delightful laugh rang out whi
It's just after six; 31st of December 2007. The ground is frosted over and the entrance to Victoria Wine has frozen shut. A few strong jolts later and Mac slipped her slight torso through the small gap between the shutters and the door and walked to the counter.
"Bottle of red, please. Any red." she smiled.
"We've got this?" the cashier held up a bottle of red wine with an Australian label on the front, "£10.89?"
"That'll do. Cheers." she handed over
Author's note: This story takes place in the second half of Season 2 of The 100. Both the actresses and characters are over 18.
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Clarke Griffin had once known girls who dreamed about their wedding. Of the day itself and everything which came with it, including how they would like to be proposed too. Honestly she couldn't remember giving it much thought.
For as long as she could remember her dream had been reaching the ground, and then when t
She started thinking that perhaps she'd been too hasty, agreeing. It sounded exciting...fun...naughty, but not too naughty...when they'd talked about it in bed last week, after. They were lying there on their backs, smoking, when he had asked.
"Exhibitionism?" she said. "Nope, can't say that I've ever had a craving to expose myself in public. I mean, I'm not a prude or anything, just never thought about it."
She felt his free hand graze across her thigh and his fing
[This story is set in Paragon City, taken from the MMO game City of Heroes. All place names, hero names and registered trademarks belong to their rightful legal owners and are not intended as copyright infringement in any way. This work is purely meant as a piece of entertainment, and not for commercial purposes in any way, shape or form.]
[There are incestuous elements in this story, between mothers and daughters. There are also hardcore elements to this story, including force
Dear readers,
I would like to thanks you all for the encouraging and favorable words I had received through the comments section or by PM for the first chapter of Hidden in the Snow.
Also, I would like to apologies for the ridiculous long delay between chapters. I truly tried to publish this quicker, but, you know, sometimes life just gets in your way.
Thankfully the long wait is over. If you haven't read it already, I would s
Note: This is the continuation of a longer series about a femdom relationship. It makes more sense if you start at the beginning.
This is a work of fiction. None of the names or descriptions is intended to portray real people. It involves consensual and nonconsensual activities. If this is offensive to you please move on to another story. There are thousands on this site.
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Chapter 5: The cookout
I didn't sleep well that ni
Despite no-one living in it, the apartment was neat and well-furnished, with a wide-screen TV affixed to the wall opposite a comfy couch. Next to the window was a desk, from which you could look out into the street below and in the bedroom was made-up bed. It had seen plenty of use as the members of the A-team had practiced their anal technique on a succession of hired girl on girl escorts and later on, as they quickly grew in confidence, a series of one-night stands from lesbian clubs. Melissa
Author's note: This story takes place during the first season of Agent Carter.
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"Hush Darling." Peggy tried to scold her lover, although it came out as a giggle.
Peggy Carter was normally better at controlling herself, but she had always found it difficult with Angie Martinelli. When Angie was stripped down to her unmentionables and writhing beneath her it was impossible, and that was a problem.
A serious problem, one that Peggy
nullGrant smirked. "I have another idea. Trust me."
Bennie looked over his shoulder and lowered his eyes. "Last time you said that, we both got our asses violated."
Grant grabbed the rear of his neck and focused on him. "Not this time. If all goes well, we're going to get Ms. Baker and Samantha."
"It's the 'if all goes well' part that bothers me."
"Don't worry about it. I'm going to set a trap that they'll walk into without
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