When Lilith Met Eve...

This story is a work of fiction; however, this event did happen and inspired this story. We did indeed have a spectator, but he only watched until he finished and quickly left. I have obviously used fake names to keep our identities hidden. Have fun reading ;) ***** Max and Laura had been married for a few years now and they were madly in love. Max cherished Laura and Laura was deeply in love with Max. They were both still in their 20's and had their whole lives ahead of them and they looked forward to spending every waking minute of it together with one another. When they had first met, they slept around at parks, movie theatres, parking lots, ect. Anywhere and everywhere they could fuck, they would. They were so deeply intertwined with one another that they were nearly inseparable. They didn't see it at first, but they enjoyed making love in public where they might be seen or caught. It made it that much more fun. It wasn't until a few years later, when they had calmed ...

I'm trying something new with this one, so let me know if you'd like me to keep going. The fun part doesn't really start until halfway through, so skip to about there if that's all you're here for. If you've got ideas or suggestions as to what you want story wise (or sex wise), put 'em below and I'll consider it. Enjoy! ------------------------------------------------------------------- The five of them were sitting around the coffee table, drinks in hand and smiles on faces. The group was as tight knit as they'd ever been. They'd grown together, moved together, lived together. They were in their second year of college, and life was good. By now, they were a single unit. They couldn't live without each other. Kai looked out at his four closest friends in the world. Lucas was headstrong, with a stronger jawline. It was a miracle he hung out with them at all, the group just lucked into befriending their school's breakout rugby star befor...

It was a cold, cloudy night to hunt but for Brutio, his heart could have not been more ablaze. He tracked his prey to a small wooden cabin with a steep roof, his enhanced worgen senses perfectly mapped out how his prey had entered the front door. Brutio used to despise his worgen form, but now it was a part of him as he reveled in its power, throwing the heavy cabin door open effortlessly. He entered the inky black interior within, which was simply dim for Brutio's enhanced night-vision as he stepped over the clutter of pots and pans and maneuver around overturned tables and chairs silently. He could see where his prey had tried the backdoor of the cabin. Brutio grinned wickedly, he had sealed it earlier, his trap had sprung. The only direction was up. Brutio climbed a ladder that took him to the upper room that was split in half by a heavy curtain. Brutio's side was as dark as the rest of the cabin, but the other side glowed dimly with candles, a silhouette outlined the shap...

Standing in a bedroom far too small for the three people in it, staring at the heroine's hand, I felt the sudden urge to laugh. In fact, I was laughing. No. Giggling! It was a manic, panicked sound that bubbled up from deep within my being, clawing its way up my throat and forcing its way past my lips. It was a sound of horrified amusement. Of all the people who could have answered this village's call, of all the adventurer's across all the world -- who would have thought that the heroine herself would appear? I'd hoped to spend this entire life without seeing her, yet there she was, right in front of me. I couldn't stop laughing. Tears were streaming down my face, and I was bent forward. My fingers were clutching desperately at my skirt. I couldn't breathe. The laughter just kept pouring out. The heroine! In front of me! My ultimate enemy, simply standing there with a confused expression on her face, still holding out her hand. It occurred to me, suddenly, th...

LIsa had been smoking weed, watching lesbian porn and edging her voracious pussy for about 6 straight hours without cumming now. At 2 hours she couldn't think straight, and by now, few remains of her brains were left. At this point she was so hungry for sex that her entire animal instinct had come alive. She was angry horny, desperate for hot cum, famished because no matter how much porn she watched or how many times she made herself cum with the Hitachi wand, she would not be able to produce delicious hot fucking addictive cum. It's what she needed, what she craved, what she dreamt of and what she thought about when she woke up every day. Nothing could replace it. And it couldn't be just anybody, she needed the cum of a sex addict. As she thought that, Lisa fucked herself deeper with her dildo. What she was doing couldn't be called masturbation anymore, she was fucking herself. Lisa had beautiful perfectly manicured hands that were long and elegant and hard not to no...

Chapter 1 Cockpig (noun) 1. A subspecies of Homo Sapiens, a cockpig is a subhuman variant, socially ranked below beta males, females, and animals. Cockpigs are born to serve and obey superior males, worship cocks, and suffer. Naturally submissive and inferior, their normal habitat is at the feet of an alpha male. The cockpig came to me a virgin. Never been fucked. Never sucked cock. I know that's hard to imagine, looking at it now. It's hard to even imagine it as a person, walking around free, making its own decisions and interacting with others as an equal, but that's what it was like when we met. It's been a long, slow process to get it to what you see now, this thing that grovels at my feet, waiting for whatever I choose to do with it. When we met, the cockpig was a timid, needy young fag. It had a name, but I don't really recall what it was. Evan, Eric, Ethan...something like that. He hit me up on Recon after reading my profile. Told me how much he wanted to s...