Khalil reclined on the chair, hands behind his head, legs spread and staring at the screen as we watched the movie. I couldn’t focus, all I could think about was fuck he’s gorgeous. But what came out of my mouth before I could hold the words back was, “Can I play with your dick?” He didn't even blink, he just unfastened his belt and said, ‘Knock yourself out.” My eyes widened with disbelief but I exhaled a giggle that was...

"...And that concludes our Valentine's Day episode. You've been listening to The Padded Parasol, where we talk about everything padded from diapers to bodices; bonnets to onesies. Your penultimate adult diaper roleplay and retrofuturist nerd podcast. Whether you are a Steampunk Stinker, or just a fan of frilly and crinkly things, The Padded Parasol wants to hear from you! I'm your host, Derpy Murphy, and we are at the top...

As the Succubus sat in this small town club, shadows veiled her face and every action - the epitome of decadent discretion - staring at the most delicious dancer in the room. The woman commanding the dance floor had been at it for hours and she wasn’t even tired. Slowly the Succubus’s gaze devoured the way the music was caressing every curve of her body like a seduction. All 666,000 nerve endings of the Succubus were stan...