I felt quite good to have ridden the city of a filthy vermin, yet I needed to see my sweet Elizabeth in order to feel more man than beast again. Only the touch of her creamy flesh would expunge the violent death from my hands. I was desperate to see her flawless face before me; it was the only thing that would help erase the sickening vision of the filth I had just eliminated. I need you, Elizabeth! I need you now… The ho...

Your cock loves it when I tell you stories about my ex.  You also love it when I fuck other men, so I didn't think you'd mind if I fucked my ex before you got home.  I was wrong. 

These are quick audios where I try to limit the dialogue to a few chosen words - with the exception of some filler words like: "yes", "fuck", "oh god" etc... This audio will mainly contain the words: "Knock Me Up" You really shouldn't want to put a baby in me, should you? If you want to know at exactly what point you should "knock me up" - be primed and ready with that baby batter at 3:22. By - Lush in Lace

September 1888… In the midst of the crowd, I saw her — a true vision of loveliness who dulled the glamorous attempts of the other ladies. Her essence stole my attention away from the writer who was speaking with me. I politely nodded in her direction. To my pleasure, she blushed, and nodded back; her bidding smile encouraging me. "Excuse me, Mr Stoker," I said politely and wove my way through the other guests to reach her...

I burn to chain you,when I see you standing like a tigress in heatagainst the wall,biting that plump lip,between the gravityof our locked burning gazes,the way your hips sway,draws a growl like a predatoras you spread those red high heeled stilettoslike prey, begging to be devouredyou know you bait the wolfwhen you slide your handinto the slip of that dress,strumming fingers under satin,while the little moans and whimpers...

The early 1800s... This time, I settled in Paris, adopting the French derivative of my name — Vincent. With its dense population, narrow streets, and dark crevices, Paris suited my needs perfectly, allowing one such as myself a myriad of places to lurk during these unsettled times. I had grown bored of occupying my time with philosophy and the arts of the Renaissance centuries before. And being what I was, proper affectio...

It all started in my last year of junior school when, like adolescent boys tend to do, I had a crush on a girl in my class. Living in the same small village, our families had known each other for years and Andrea Jones definitely knew I liked her. But, for some reason that my juvenile brain couldn’t fathom, she wasn’t interested in being a girlfriend, not even as we progressed through secondary school together. She’d occa...

It's 9:00 am on a Friday. He should be at work now. “Should” is the operative word. Fucking cheating twat waffle of a man. I'm carrying a large box of things he needs that he left behind. I refuse to let him back in our house. I thought of burning it all but I'm not that petty... yet. So let's do this quickly, Alice. Drop it off at his dad's house and make yourself scarce.  At least I don't look a mess anymore. Tits are o...

I have something to ask you baby, please - I won't break... fuck me harder.

Baby, I need your cock, it's all that's going to do.