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Black is the new Black

By Anna Foxx Alexandria
(Ded. to a special someone you know who you are)

Regina Campbell felt like she was on top of the world. She had just graduated from high school the week before and was on the way to her new job. She walked through the slums to get to the bus stop. The red dirt caking slightly on the sides of her shoes. Tin roofs flapping in the wind.

She had gotten the job at Pandora Holdings Ltd. After a stressful interview with a good looking woman in a gray hound’s-tooth suit dress. The woman had introduced herself as Ms. Jackson. The woman, although she was young, screamed refinement and Regina had been rattled as she tried to use her best English and most fluent business speech. Debits. Credits. Accounts owing, she prattled through accounting 101 and seemed to impress the seriously suited woman.

It turned out that her Grade 12 accounting classes were useless however as the job seemed to mainly consist of her organizing heavy boxes of files in the back rooms of the office or briefly filling in at the front desk. Ms. Jackson insisted that Regina dress up nicely despite her lowly tasks and gave her money to buy new work clothes. Regina was happy about this as well the offices were located within an expensive part of Kingston and she got to smile at the young men on the way to their own offices in freshly pressed suits. Read more »

Emma Watson Was Late for the Golden Globes [Str8][celeb][blkmail][voy][reluc]

I actually found this prompt via another subreddit, but took a little too long to get around to writing it. Enjoy.

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*Prelude*

“Bloody hell!” Emma Watson hisses as she walks into the gas station convenience store. She was late for the Golden Globes, currently in the process of missing the red carpet, and if her driver didn’t route them properly, she might also miss the award she up for, not that she had any hope of winning, but that, at least, she was resigned to. And now she had to sue the loo, desperately so, which was how her driver somehow got turned around, off the highway, and into area that could barely be called a neighborhood. The place was basically deserted, but the lights were on.

She glanced down at her white dress, short for an awards gown, but still presentable. Thw white of the dressed gleamed in the flourescents as she clicked in her heels over the pavement toward the entrance. Her breasts bounced with each step, free under the front of the dress, tied with a big bow at her collar. The dress was more or less backless but for a narrow stip of fabric that prevented her ass from falling out. She couldn’t have worn a bra if she wanted to, and the designer was adamant that nipple tape would show through the fabric. Instead, as she walked into the shop, her nipples hardened in the blasting AC, and in the brighter light, you could almost see her nipples. “The paparazzi are going to love that.” She thought, grimly. Read more »

Giantess Lammy X Parappa: Big-Step-Sisterly Fuckery and Giantess Toriel X Asriel: Motherly Fuckery [Fanfictions][mF][MMFF][Fsub][Fdom][Str8][Bi][anal][bd][bdsm][bst][buk][celeb][fantasy][huml][inc][mast][Mdom][Msub][nc][oral][prost][reluc][sm][voy][shrinking][MindCont][BrainFucking]

Basically, these two are some of the absolute nastiest shit you’ll ever read in fanfiction, but the satire is so freaking hilarious and the writing quality so top-notch that it somehow makes up for it anyway.

Without spoiling anything about them, I can say with confidence that if you ever wanted to see Parappa The Rapper nakedly crawling around on the external surface of Um Jammer Lammy’s brain like Spider-Man and fucking every last square inch of it (as well as a whole multitude of other similarly hilariously wretched and disgusting things including but not limited to characters being gang-raped by the horrifically deformed Amalgamates from Undertale), you’ve come to the right place.

*”MY FUCKING LIFE…” Alphys cried, pouring the remaining contents of her bleach bottle into her favorite beaker and drinking it like a boss*

[FMM] Slutty Wife Gangbanged – Part 1

Let me introduce first, I am Manisha, a slutty housewife with a curve line of 36DD-34-36. I live with my hubby Saurabh. We had been dating for a long time before getting married and thus we are more like buddies rather than a couple I must say.

I am 28 years old and Saurabh is 29. Being together for such long time gets us both feel free to each other and with the time I came to know Saurabh is equally or even more kinkier than me. He has a massive 8 inches dick to ram me day and night. I will write this sex story in both English and Hindi in between as it happened in real life. And It will be divided into few parts. Also, we are open to single guys and couples who would like to try their luck can email us which is given at the end of story. Read more »

[MF] The Slutty Lawyer Saga – Part 2: Second half of the first date

Link to Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5pbupb/mf_mother_pimped_her_daughter_out_to_me/

*I changed the name of the story to better reflect the tone and because Jen’s mom didn’t technically pimp her out. The night I met her she did go on about my big lips and how Jen would love kissing them, and she said that at worst we could become fuck buddies. She also makes an appearance in part 3, so I’ll leave it at that.

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When Jen dropped me off after our first date, the car with the hockey game crew was already running and waiting for me. I can only imagine how I smelled, going straight from the sex-mobile into the rental car. It was difficult to explain how my four-hour first date went when they asked me about it.

Fast-forward to after the game; I was in desperate need of a shower so Jen picked me up at 11:30pm to take me to her place. On the way we stopped at her neighborhood gas station where she filled the Mercedes with gas while I went in to buy condoms. As I mentioned in part 1, I have very little sexual experience – I had only had sex twice before Jen and this was the first time that I had ever bought condoms knowing I was going to make use of them. Even though we fucked bareback earlier that day we agreed that the responsible thing to do was to use protection this time. Read more »

[fM/fm/fF] Wild Roses pt. 14: The Storm [prost]

Two wild weeks of wandering and work later, around midday, a light squall washed over the girls as they walked, cool and refreshing at first, but seeming with every step they took to grow more violent and cold, and before long what started as a light drizzled had turned into a torrential downpour. Hardly able to see ten yards through the heavy rain, the sisters dashed desperately through the wall of water, trying to find cover from the raging storm. Taking a wrong but fortunate turn along the road even as it turned into a river of mud, they soon found themselves at the door of a small farmhouse, and knocked loudly, huddled together under the small porch to shield themselves from the weather as best they could.

When the door finally swung open, they found themselves facing a small, sturdy man, his thin black hair going to bald and his hawkish nose turned up to look at them.

“Yes?” he barked, seemingly oblivious to their soaked state and the rain.

“Sorry to be a bother”, Spring got out, her teeth clattering as she shivered against the cold, “my sisters and I had the misfortune of getting caught in the rain.” Read more »

[MfM] Wild Roses pt. 13: Guard Post [prost] [dp]

From a distance, only the guttering light from a single torch showed Autumn that the guard post was active, but as she drew closer she could hear a pair of racouous northern voices from within, and as she drew up at the doorway, she saw what it was about.

The two guards were both tall and broad, with long red hair and bushy beards, and sat in the center of the guardroom with a small keg between them and a tankard in hand, throwing dice.

“Shouldn’t you be watching the road?” she asked with a smirk, where she stood leaning in the doorway.

“Och, li’l lass is scared brigands are goin’ to carry’er off into tha night!” the taller of the guards offered to what Autumn guessed to be his brother, who nodded roughly in assent.

“Aye, ‘t’would seem so.” he shrugged, and threw his dice. Briefly looking under his cup, he soon made an announcement. “Four threes.”

Between them they had several tall stacks of silver, which Autumn eyed greedily.

“Well”, she suggested airily, “if you’re not watching the road anyway, maybe I can join your game?” Read more »

[fFM/fM] Wild Roses pt. 12: Maritals [prost] [Fsub]

After making a light meal of fresh baked bread with field fruit preserves and half tankard of beer, Summer made her way through the common room and up to a low table in the corner, where a couple sat supping on roast beef and a thick mushroom soup, him with eager appetite, her listlessly picking at her food.

“Hello”, she offered with a smile as she sat down, “is the soup good tonight?”

Where she sat, she could see the man eyeing the shape of her through her thin dress, and she made a point of smiling whenever she caught him looking.

“It’s passable.” he said with a shrug, pushing his bowl over to his wife. “Do I know you?”

“I’m Summer.” Summer offered with a smile, pulling back an artfully errant lock of hair.

“Hello, Summer.” the man said with a barely polite sneer. “I’m Carl, and this is my wife Honour.”

Sternly, he looked over at Honour. “Say hello, dear.”

“Hello.” Honour mumbled with a small nod to Summer, as she poked at her roast beef. Read more »

[fM] Wild Roses pt. 11: Night Life [prost] [fsub] [Mdom]

A silver mark bought the sisters a small room at the back of the inn for the night, with little in the way of furniture, apart from a broad but hard bed and a small table with two chairs, one missing a leg and the other missing its back. As Willard had suggested, the silver had also covered board for the three of them, and for lunch the inn-keep had produced a small platter of bread, bacon and field fruits, alongside a pitcher of beer and a small jar of berry preserves. As they sat eating, the three sisters took to planning their way forwards.

“I think we need some more money.” Spring suggested. “Nine marks will last us no more than a week, and that hardly makes an adventure.”

Autumn nodded solemnly. “Agreed.”

“How are we to earn money, though?” Summer asked, worrying at her heel of bread. “None of us have a trade, at least not one in good repute.”

“Couldn’t you wow some people with your magics?” Autumn suggested.

Summer shook her head. “People are afraid of magic. It’d sooner get us run out of town than a full purse.” Read more »