Author: snjorast

The Wedding Night [mf] [Fiction] (Short Story)

The ceremony was modestly hosted at Victor’s backyard, with Elisa walking towards him in her elegant, white dress. Kimberly, her only daughter, cheerfully held the long end as the graceful, silvery wave passed between the organized seats. Jason, who stood strong next to his dad, held the tiny box that was entrusted to him since a month ago firmly in his hands.

Victor was proud as he received the ring from his boy, who smiled at him and let him that he was right there beside him. He took Elisa’s hand, as slowly and firmly as he could, and greeted her with a soft smile he’d just been reminded of by his best man.

Elisa, as her finger accepted his eternal vow, caught a glimpse of her young daughter standing next to her, who also smiled back at her with a set of happy, watery eyes that reminded her she will always be there, right beside her.

The new couple embraced each other and finally sealed their love for each other. The small audience cheered as they rose from their seats; both Jason and Kim quietly wiped their eyes as they watched their parents finally happy with someone. Read more »

Men Will Be Men (Short Story) [MF]

It had been a long day. Talking with people tired him, and his internal battery had run flat for the night. He quickly finished his modest night cap before resting the glass on his bedside. The hotel had a comfortable bed, and he immediately melted into the soft sheets.

A loud screech, filled with fear and helpless despair, suddenly came from the room next to him. Instinctively, he ran out, forgetting his slippers under the bed and pushed hard against the door which read ‘202’. Inside, a woman was sobbing, her face terrified and her clothes missing. Quickly switching his focus to the naked man in front, he tackled him down to the ground. “Are you alright?” He asked as the man beneath him struggled in his firm grip. “Yes…” she replied, “now that you’re here.” He had a moment to look into her emerald eyes, which glistened with tears that flowed down her rosy cheeks. Valiantly furious, he pummeled the molester’s head onto the ground before he could say anything. Read more »

Katherine’s Playtime (Short Story)

Katherine always started with a lick. Her tongue slowly moved along the flaccid shaft, coating the surface generously. She graciously swallowed the tip between her moist lips, letting the soft head push through her parted mouth. She did most of the work, as usual, and started to move her head in and out of his hardening cock, feeling it grow inside her. She loved how he became larger inside her, expanding in both length and girth, forcing her to loosen her jaws in response. He stood there as she eagerly continued to blow him. He never said anything, which she was perfectly fine with. She only cared about one thing, which he always managed to deliver.

After a few minutes, Katherine carefully slid herself out from under him, and got on her hands and knees. She confidently arched her well-toned back, and flexed her athletic thighs as she spread her legs open. She waited, patiently. She always did, as he would only approach her after she had resumed her position. There were days he would simply walk away, leaving her in her place. Fortunately for Kat, today was not that day. She excitedly moved her long, dark hair to the right, and stretched her wet slit with her fingers as she watched him approach her from behind. Read more »