Water Sports/Pissing

I noticed you because your hair was the same color as new, copper pennies. It shimmered and gleamed in the soft lighting of the bar each time you faked a laugh at one of your friends’ jokes. What was obvious to me clearly wasn’t to them; your air of sadness couldn’t penetrate their alcohol-induced fog of glee. While your friends drank colorful cocktail after cocktail in frosted martini glasses, you nursed a lonely chardonnay all night, clutching your fingers around the glass like a talisman. It did not keep you safe. When the three of them stood up to go to...

Bill and Debbie Hobland had been married for three years now. The marriage had started off well. Bill had a good job in the office of a major furniture company and they had decided that Debbie would be a stay at home wife and they would have a family. Because of a combination of things, life had been going down hill of late. Bill often worked late and sometimes the dinner that Debbie had made went to waste because of Bill stopping for drinks and burgers with his friends after work. He never called. Next, they did not yet have any...

It has been a long day for both of us. Work was long and hard and we are both getting ready for bed. You change into your pajamas. you are wearing a white tanktop and a pair of light grey form fitting pajama pants. I am wearin a tanktop and a pair of green boxer briefs. You walk up to me and hug me close and somewhat relax into me as it feel like its been a long time since weve been this close. you look up and say youre gonna go to the bathroom and get ready for bed. You...

As mom finished the dishes, I was getting James off the phone. Well mommy he and one of his friends will be here in a little while, I told her. She smiled at me, I am looking forward to this, she told me. Thats good, i told her, James about shit when I told him I wanted him, and a friend to fuck my mother. He was excited about that, I added. Mom, let's go outside and pick out a nice dog to fuck, I told her. Ok honey, she replied. Let's do. He looks like a good one. She picked...

Her mother had sent her to Deans house a block away from home to pay the rent for her mother's new shop. Kate rang the oval shaped door bell and waited for the shop owner to answer the door as she double checked the address that her mother had texted her. The door swung open and there stood a man with Hazel brown eyes and a clean shaven handsome face. He was tall muscular and dressed in an grey business suit. He looked powerful. Kate was taken a back by this good looks and it took her a moment to compose...

Chapter 35 BITCH STORIES - KATY Katy had been kicked out of her home when Alistair made her confess to her very Christian parents that she was both pregnant and a lesbian. Since then she had moved into his place, under his degrading conditions - at his house, she was not allowed to wear clothes, stand upright, or make any sound other than a cow-like mooo. At nights, she worked as a prostitute at the Pretty Titty alongside Alistair's other fuckpets. She may have been kicked out of home, but Alistair didn't intend that to be the end of Katy's humiliation...

My spelling isn't that good. Don't read if you're worried about punctuation, grammar, etc. Just read if you have a foot fetish, or else you won't like it. Read my first story if possible. ~~~~~~ To be able to watch our incest video, you had to be a member of the hosting site which cost around $50.00 / month to watch these types of illegal / consensual videos. Of course, because it was our video, I had it downloaded onto the computer. I uploaded it onto a disk and gave it to my sister with a link in case she wanted...

The Devil's Pact Slave Chronicles by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Hikaru: the Perfect Slave Note: Mark's friend Tom requested a Japanese, young woman for his slave. Mark found Hikaru Hojou, an exchange student, at Rogers High School. June 6th, 2056 – Hikaru Hojou – Kyoto, Far East District I knelt in my fuku: a plain, white, buttoned-down shirt tucked into a short, red-green tartan skirt. Loose, white socks clung to my ankles. Everyday, my master Tom would select one of a dozen different outfits for his slaves to wear from traditional Japanese school girl uniforms—the fuku—to nurse uniforms, waitresses, goth-lolita, gym clothes...

Note from the author: I am not a new writer; however, I am a new writer on this website. This is the first story I am posting and I am hoping to post more sequels to this story. If you have any suggestions on writing tips so that my future stories can be even better than this, then please send me a PRIVATE message. I love getting feedback, good or bad. It's about 4,000 words, so I hope that's not too long. Anyway, let's begin with the story proper, shall we! Enjoy! The Pleasure of Friendship Megan awoke early in the...

Chapter Four Jason was lying on his back, spread eagle and howling in agony. Keeping him pinned to the ground were several strands of barbed wire, burrowing into his hands and feet like earthworms, while repeatedly surfacing only to dive back down. He could feel it all, every tearing slip of the metal blades severing veins and muscle cords, the splitting of his skin as they surfaced and submerged, and every drop of blood spraying from the shredded arteries. He had already lost so much blood, enough to die several times already, yet it still hissed from his ravaged body in...