Heroin Junkies Stories

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One-Night Stand with the Archangel Ch. 03

by IrresistibleBeauty on Sep 16, 2017
Anal

Giggling a naughty grin as Scott pulled the needle from my arm, I turned onto my hands and knees. I love fucking on heroin, and as Scott and Jamaal's hands explored my body, my back, my ass, the dope hit me fast. I was naked and horny and well-paid for my efforts tonight, come what may--money had exchanged hands, introductions had been made, and after a few...

Redwood Nine: Season 03 Ch. 05

by RoyceConnors on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Ch. 5 Saints and Sinners The enemy's movements towards the border brought about another mission for Clay and the Sky Soldiers of Tropic Lightning. The C-130 dropped open the back deck to empty blackness, not a light below to know what was there. Eyes were peeled on the red light, waiting for it to change to the green one and the smell of fear was strong in...

She Likes to Watch

by VoluptuousCara on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"Christ, David, she's only half alive," I said of the model he brought into the studio this morning, "where did you find her, in an opium den?" "Hey," he said to me, "I am David LaChapelle, I find beauty in unexpected places. It is my job to find beauty and to photograph it. You are the makeup artist, and it is not your place to question the beauty I find."...

Nights in White Satin

by jjsharshaw on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

"...and the colored girls say, 'do, dee-do...'" I chuckle. "What?" She looks into my eyes, my rapidly glazing eyes; smiles. "It's funny what comes into your head." "Lou Reed? Yeah, kinda weird. Feeling any nausea?" "Not yet. Will I?" "I hope not but...sometimes the first time. Just a bit more." She finishes plunging the syringe. I'm feeling light and...

New York Taxi Driving Tales Ch. 01

by gunhilltrain on Aug 21, 2018
Reviews & Essays

You get a job. You become the job.- Peter Boyle as Wizard in Taxi Driver, 1976 It was the spring of 1979, I was twenty-three-years old, and I was driving a New York taxi on the night shift. Actually I had left the garage in Queens around three PM and it was still full daylight. I was cruising down the middle of Ninth Avenue, I think, looking for a fare. At...

The Velvet Palace Ch. 01

by MorganElliott on Jul 14, 2020
Novels and Novellas

She was dancing like a dream, pouring out ectoplasm of ecstasy sweat, saliva and orgasmic squeals between her gaping breaths. Simon was in some even darker backroom, negotiating the price of a gram of smack. The lights of the main room were scattered across the ceiling, hobbling around like prejudiced junkies, a searchlight for something that wasn't there wh...

Johnny

by TatankaBill on May 30, 2018
Loving Wives

Friends with benefits is kind of a cool, detached term. When we talk about friends with benefits we're thinking of "Sex in the City" with hip and beautiful career women in a trendy and slick metropolis who don't need men for anything but sex. They're self contained and self absorbed and they need each other more than they'll ever need any man. Their friends...

A Thousand Lovers

by Handymanblues on Dec 24, 2019
Interracial Love

(I was looking for a black escort and found this really cute babe. She was hooked on drugs and confided in me that she had sold her body to at least a thousand men. She said it was the only way she could pay for her habit. She also confided in me that she never developed any feelings for any of those men, except for this one white guy. She said she had writt...

Out of the Burlap Ch. 02

by maxicue on Sep 15, 2017
Romance

Joe and Maya hadn't seen each other since she dropped him at home the Saturday afternoon after the Friday night and Saturday morning reunion. Unfortunately only via speakerphone late Saturday night had Maya joined her lovers pleasuring each other. It had to be late since she worked stripping earlier. And she had to join them due to immense horniness albeit u...

Louise... Slut at Last Pt. 04

by avengerfive on Jan 14, 2018
Loving Wives

On her drive home that Tuesday night, Louise did feel some pangs of guilt. The accuser stood at her left shoulder and brought to her remembrance what she had done. "I've never put my hands on another man's cock before," she lamented to herself. Of course, with Will's cock, that would be "hand" (singular), since even her diminutive hand was wide enough to co...