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This is something I didn't want to ever have to do, but the time has come to admit my limitations and my mistakes. The forum is going to close in November. Here's the main reasons why:
1) While writing is a tool I use to help with my mental health, it is not the only tool I use. At this point keeping the forum alive for the sake of my mental health will end up causing more problems than relieving them. I'm also going to teach at a much larger...
Hi all. I meant to include ways of staying in touch in my last announcement post, but forgot about it due to the craziness of real life.
I'm sure at some point down the road someone will try and revive this type of forum. Or maybe some other story websites exist that I or someone else doesn't know about. Either way, the biggest gripe I had about The Black Van shutting down was how the admin team told us then immediately disabled the website to...
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AI can be used for tasks such as research, translation, brainstorming, and proofreading. However, we do not want the forum to be...
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In the thick shadow of this small Madrid park, nestled like a poorly kept secret at the exit of the last metro station, where the feeble glow of streetlights struggled vainly against the black, impenetrable night of this late...
Die Schreie einer Frau, die in einer Gasse nicht weit von ihm vergewaltigt wurde, ohne dass der Täter auch nur den Versuch unternahm ihre Schreie zu ersticken, machten es ihm unmöglich die traurige Realität in Deutschland zu verdrängen. Er hatte sich an die Schmerzensschreie von Frauen auf offener Straße derart gewöhnt, dass ihn das Schicksal der Dame, die er dort hörte, nicht mal mehr dazu bewegte anzuhalten und nachzuschauen, was passierte.
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The following story is fictional and is for entertainment purposes only. All sexual acts depicted in this story are between adults. Any resemblance of the characters in the story to real people is purely coincidental.
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Nancy stood in her small dorm room, her heart pounding with anticipation of the party. The sorority party promised to be wild and unforgettable—exactly what she needed to shake off the stresses of everyday life. She wanted to stand out tonight, to...
Locksmiths are always helping naked women who get locked out of their houses, NOT. But in this case, yep, that's what happens, and when he gets her inside, her running around bare-assed is just the start of things to come.
What starts as a simple witchcraft, theft, and adultery trial in colonial New England soon spirals downward. The men in charge show no limits in their depraved quest to uncover the truth and hide their own lies, with a growing cast of women taking the brunt of the injustice.
Well Jessica wasn’t smiling now, and among the multitude of feelings inside her, feeling sorry for herself was among them. But there was also shock and denial. She always had heard those would occur consecutively, but right now both of them fought for dominance simultaneously. The reason for this very confused state was a message that filled her phone screen in its entirety...
Teaser:
“Who’re you? What’re you doing here? You’d better leave. Right now.” She blurted.
Questions, emotions and thoughts jumbling into words. This was her house. He was the trespasser. She never even thought of running. He didn’t seem threatening. In fact, he seemed somehow familiar. But she couldn’t place him. Like running into a lesser-known movie star on the subway.
“Oh, don’t be like that. We’re here for the weekend. For a party.”...
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*Note: This is something I wrote on FetLife a long time ago. Thought I'd re-share it here.
Part 1: Ruse
Ever wonder why hierarchy is so prevalent in our society? Because no one wants to be on the bottom getting fucked. So we fight. Go for the...
April 1990. Der Balkankrieg nimmt seinen Anfang. Und damit auch eine Reihe von Gräueltaten, begangen insbesondere von der serbischen Armee und Freischärlern, die plündernd, mordend und vergewaltigend in Bosnien einfielen.
„Reißt ihr die Uniformjacke vom Körper!“ befahl er seinen neben ihm stehenden Kameraden, die diesem Befehl johlend nachkamen.
Unter ihrer dicken wollenen Uniformjacke trug die Gefangene eine braune Bluse aus grobem...
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Robin is a recently out freshman lesbian attending her first LGBTQ meeting. Kim is an understanding campus safety escort. They hit it off great, so nothing could go wrong, right?
They stopped in front of a mirror. Cassandra saw herself and…him… He was leering at her reflection, savoring the look of her breasts. Heat rushed to her cheeks and she saw herself redden in embarrassment. Hands left her arms and roughly groped her chest again. With full access to her nipples now, she saw and felt them get squeezed and pinched. Sorrowful sobs cried out of the depths of her soul. Her eyes continued to spill tears as the lips found...
Harry hates a lifetime of women. Carla is traumatized by personal demons. Their collision course one rainy night will sink them both in cathartic, degrading lust.
Newly married Queen Evangelia takes her solemn, religious duties very seriously, and the young king has some serious blue-balls so far. But once all is right with God, what of the newlyweds?
Our hero comes out of a daze naked, hard, and for sale to hoards of women. The pack that buys him has some crazy shit planned, making him a gift for a friend in need. But is there a method to their madness and cruelty?
Without missing a beat, Josephine placed her right foot flat on the mattress, going more side to side now, thrusting down at different angles that sent shivers through her body, the bed creaking beneath them. ‘Yeah... you feelin’ this? Oh, you feelin’ it...’ His hands were hard on her hips, helping to guide her. Lost in pleasure, pushing up into her, he stiffened in release again, gasping her name.
Lilac is the flower child camper with an opinion on everything and a mouth to match. Some men find this annoying, but can they rise to the occasion to put Lilac in her place?
He's a perv and she's asexual, but they're in love and in therapy. One day, a new idea works its way into their session guaranteed to make them both ecstatic, just not at the same time.
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Mein Name ist Naomi Nakamura, und ich bin 21 Jahre alt. Ich komme aus Kitakyūshū, Japan, und studiere Englisch an der Städtischen Universität Kitakyūshū. Mein Traum ist es, nach meinem Abschluss als Dolmetscherin zu arbeiten, entweder für die Regierung, den Kaiserpalast, oder in der Wirtschaft. Vor Kurzem habe ich die unglaubliche Nachricht erhalten, dass ich für ein Auslandssemester an der University of California, Los Angeles (UCLA) angenommen...
I made her call her boyfriend while my dick was still inside of her, getting hard again watching her eyes when she told him lies. I turned on my back and made her mount me while she was still on the line with him. She tried to keep her voice steady, telling him about the weather, the hotel, how the meeting would be so important to her future. Her hips moved in small, reluctant circles as I gripped her waist, guiding her rhythm. Sweat beaded...
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Kerstin und Se-Na, zwei Freundinnen in ihren Vierzigern, wollen nach einem gemeinsamen Mittagessen auswärts das Treffen in Se-Nas Wohnung mit einem Kaffee ausklingen lassen und werden an der Haustür von zwei Männern überfallen. Sie werden anschließend über Stunden missbraucht und erst in der Nacht von Se-Nas Mann aus ihrer schrecklichen Lage befreit.
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NOTE: This work contains material not suitable for anyone under eighteen (18) or those of a delicate nature. This is a story and contains descriptive scenes of a...
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Eric’s hands slightly shook as he held the envelope. It was of heavy, ivory colored paper, of excellent quality. While his own name and address had been clearly imprinted, with calligraphic artistry, on the front, it lacked any obvious signs of who would have sent it.
he message from Victoria had been exemplary in brevity and clarity. It had simply read.
N. Garden party on Saturday at my place. Starts at 2 pm, dress for polite society! V.
Just seventeen words, nothing to cause excitement by the casual reader, just an invitation from one friend to another. The casual reader couldn’t have been more wrong. This was not an invitation it was a summons.
I pressed into her, the pulsating hardness of my erection firm against her body, no point in not letting her know what was coming. Putting my face close to her, I whispered into her ear.
“Breathing is a habit, that is very hard to break. You have a choice to make, you can cooperate, or I will tighten the noose around your neck even more. Do you understand me?”
