RPF
Okay, time to pick next month's RPF celebrity. Comment section, go.
2017-03-09 00:17:55 +0000 UTC View Post
Okay, time to pick next month's RPF celebrity. Comment section, go.
2017-03-09 00:17:55 +0000 UTC View PostNew world, new apartment. Funny thing was, for Chad, this looked like his apartment, nothing seemed out of place or particularly demanding of his attention, except that there was an off-center magazine on the coffee table. He walked to it, picking it up to return it to its pile—he knew it was anal of him—but catching a glimpse of the cover…
Clint told Laura everything as soon as she got back. She took it well. Better than he did telling her, watching her face change, first with shock, then a slow numbness, finally a nodding and bewildered curiosity. He guessed that was the only way she could process it. Wanting to figure out how it had happened instead of what happened next.
2017-03-08 01:15:19 +0000 UTC
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The grounds of the Hotel Corinthian were a beautiful example of tropical landscaping and made up in part for the untouchable stiffness of the towering edifice of glass and steel that rose, tier upon tier, above the surrounding cane fields.
It was not the happy, bustling, prosperous place it should have been. There was a sad, hushed hol...
2017-03-07 21:14:29 +0000 UTC View PostLogan guessed he was supposed to be happy here. Not his world, but his world had been all busted anyway. This one was shiny and new. The villains hadn’t risen. The heroes hadn’t died. His friends were still alive. His wife was still out there. His children hadn’t been born—couldn’t very well have been murdered.
Guessed he was...
2017-03-07 01:10:02 +0000 UTC View PostI'm on the cold, dirty floor of a garage, Alicia thought to herself, trying to make some sense of what was happening. It's smeared with oil and grease and there are a lot of men, a dozen or more, security guards. Big motherfuckers. They're drinking beer and gesturing toward me with lustful looks in their eyes. So this is what being a stripper feels...
2017-03-06 21:34:49 +0000 UTC View PostOkay, that's this month's raffle fic posted, time to start on next month's. Number between one and a thousand, guesses in comments.
2017-03-06 20:46:26 +0000 UTC View PostEddie Brock was dead to begin with.
After years of fanatically believing that Spider-Man was really a villain, a threat to the innocent, he had proven himself right in his own twisted fashion. After threatening Peter’s wife and child, the enraged father had battled him to the death in the flames of a collapsing building. Peter had su...
2017-03-06 20:45:19 +0000 UTC View PostThe sun beginning to stream in through an opening in the curtains had awakened her, but Peter remained asleep. The room was heavy with the smell of sex, and Mary Jane could still feel her pussy tingling from all the excitement of the long night of lovemaking. It was sore, too, but that didn't really matter.
Not now, anyway.
<...
He groaned. “I can’t believe I almost slept through seeing that.”
“Shh,” Mary Jane told him. “Don’t wake Felicia.”
Peter lowered his voice appropriately. “You’re lucky I’m not a screamer, then.”
“You’re a screamer when I want you to be a screamer.” Mary Jane crawled up the...
2017-02-28 20:54:10 +0000 UTC View PostNot that I'm planning anything with Emma Frost atm, but it occurs to me that whenever Charlotte McKinney wears white, body-wise, you have a dead ringer for Frosty. We need to find some nerdy kid with cancer and use their Make-A-Wish wish to get her into some cosplay.
(Everything else-wise, I'd go with Victoria Smurfit, who has played an OUAT Crue...
2017-02-27 20:32:00 +0000 UTC View PostWillow dumped her goodies on Buffy’s desk and took the chair from it in exchange, dragging it over to Buffy’s upturned ass. It was funny, considering all they’d done, but she still considered just looking at Buffy naked—her pussy, her anus, and most especially her damp thighs—to be one of the biggest pleasures imaginable. When she finally...
2017-02-27 20:07:04 +0000 UTC View PostFor once in his life, Peter Parker had no idea what to do. He usually had at least some notion of what a good man would do, what Uncle Ben would do, what the man he was trying to be would do. The responsible thing, the hard thing—anything but the quick and easy way out.
But all his options were hard and none seemed responsible. Just ...
2017-02-26 23:24:37 +0000 UTC View PostSo this was originally going to be a bit of a bizarro episode in Marry The Boy, but I couldn't get it to quite work that well enough within continuity, so I decided to make it its own thing. Weirdly, I wrote this with Shay Mitchell in mind for Cass, for wholly shallow reasons, but it occurs to me she'd make a better Jubilee. And the FC I had for Ju...
2017-02-25 20:47:42 +0000 UTC View PostOkay, that's our first annual raffle done, time for this month's. I'll think of a number between one and a thousand, and queue it to be posted at the end of the month. You comment a number between one and a thousand. Whoever comes closer gets their choice of fic.
2017-02-24 20:13:51 +0000 UTC View PostAs Cass got out of the taxi, it seemed like a small crowd formed just to watch her swing her shapely legs from the door—almost bare up to the hem of the little black dress Steph had helped her pick out, which lay along her upper thighs like a python beginning to squeeze. As she stood up, the cool air slid up her inner thighs and her breasts bounc...
2017-02-24 20:03:41 +0000 UTC View Post
Cordelia couldn’t believe it. Not only had she been assigned to loser squad for a study group, but Willow expected her to go all the way to the library to pick up their research. Like it wasn’t enough that she had to hang out with them, now she had to do menial labor? She didn’t know why Buffy or someone couldn’t do it. They ...
2017-02-21 15:52:18 +0000 UTC View PostCordelia couldn’t believe it. Not only had she been elected to loser squad in study group, but Willow expected her to go all the way to the library to pick up their research. Like it wasn’t enough that she had to hang out with them, now she had to do menial labor? She didn’t know why Buffy or someone couldn’t do it. They were always in the ...
2017-02-21 00:10:58 +0000 UTC View PostLaura held her. Kept holding her and petting her hair and scratching her back as her body at first refused to relax—her heart raced and her blood pounded, demanding that this be a trap, but Laura wouldn’t be intimidated by her anxiety. She just waited until Natasha’s sense of calm won out over everything else in her life.
Natasha...
2017-02-19 23:10:35 +0000 UTC View PostThere was one last bed for Peter to break in and it was a doozy. Lowering from the ceiling of the living room and suspended like a hammock from several ropes, it was big enough to fit all of them—half again the size of a California King. “Alright, girls,” Mary Jane called, grinning widely. “Time for us to hit the jackpot!”
2017-02-14 20:32:04 +0000 UTC
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Rogue couldn’t believe it was over. She had watched it, watched all of it, and it had gone on so long, hours, Peter fucking them one after another, the women fucking each other, over and over again. And she’d touched herself, she’d touched herself through all of it. And after they had finished, she’d kept touching herself. And it still wasn...
2017-02-13 15:31:09 +0000 UTC View PostDo not get a hard-on, Peter told himself. No matter how much you want to, need to, GOTTA, just stay soft.
Not an easy order. The Black Cat was every bit the looker Mary Jane was, but dressed more scandalously than MJ ever would’ve dared. Her latest costume—Cat was as fashion-conscious as MJ too—was practically shoulderless, its c...
2017-02-12 20:10:07 +0000 UTC View PostDo not get a hard-on, Peter told himself. No matter how much you want to, need to, GOTTA, just stay soft.
Not an easy order. The Black Cat was every bit the looker Mary Jane was, but dressed more scandalously than MJ ever would’ve dared. Her latest costume—Cat was as fashion-conscious as MJ too—was practically shoulderless, its c...
2017-02-12 00:08:14 +0000 UTC View PostIt had been a long day. All of them had been long days since Alice had gotten back, a brace of survivors on her heels and a new set of prosthetics on her right hand and the urge to stay getting stronger and stronger until maybe it could wrestle down the ever-present thought of running.
But Alice could take the days being long and full ...
2017-02-11 18:47:41 +0000 UTC View PostAlright, that's this month's RPF story out of the way, now open to suggestions for next month's celebrity.
2017-02-09 15:53:50 +0000 UTC View PostAriana made an MMMMMMM sound and writhed her naked body before Carson and Rose. Her long lashes lowered sensuously and she gazed at Carson’s cock through them.
“You liked it too, huh?” she asked softly, smiling sexily. “I did. I’ve never known sex like this before. I didn’t know fucking could be so much fun. I feel so… so...
2017-02-09 15:49:49 +0000 UTC View Post“Hey, what the hell’s going on here?” someone shouted.
It was the foreman. He was very surprised to see the nude woman sucking his workers’ stiff cocks.
“We’re getting our cocks sucked, boss,” one of the men said.
“I can see that! I thought you’d be getting your cocks clean in the sho...
2017-02-08 16:51:52 +0000 UTC View Post