A twist on one of Grimm's Fairy Tales. A prosperous King and Queen sat on their thrones, surveying the kingdom that they ruled. One would think that they would be happy but their handsome faces were drawn in distress. For as wonderful as their castle was and as comfortable as their villains were, there were no children to fill the echoing spaces with joy a...
Hello and enjoy my story. The kingdom your in is in a island and you can be whoever you want on this island. See life through their perspective and also see sex from their perspective. Enjoy.What's next? The queen The princess What's next? The queen The princess...
As I sucked on the clit of a redheaded woman who I'd met only an hour before, I thought of Marcel and smiled. He would have loved to see me with another woman. Too fucking bad he blew it. His loss, I shrugged as I licked her pussy like a bowl of milk. Trouble had been brewing for a couple of months. The night Marcel left me to go back to his ex-wife I was o...
In the Big Apple, New York City, where just about anything and everything goes from the upper-crust wealthy who have their inner city castle-apartments in the East End and those overlooking Central Park to the bohemian lifestyle in Greenwich Village between Bleecker and West 3rd Streets, and, of course, Times Square, there is in the Village the Club Sappho....
My name is Moira O'Leary. I'm a big and tall, alabaster-skinned and short-haired, steely-eyed young Caucasian woman of Irish descent living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm a student at Algonquin College, and I'm probably the loneliest dyke in the city. At least I was until I met a chubby, dark-skinned and big-bottomed young Black woman named Tina Joseph....
"No! Stop-" Alexandria's voice broke between sobs. "Please... please have mercy!" The woman's screams echoed through stone corridors. Her wrists were tied with rope, and those bindings were attached to another long one that suspended from the ceiling. She could still touch the ground, but had to stand on her toes as she swayed. Some sort of silky fabric obst...
Miriam was one of the most beautiful women I ever met. There is something about Ethiopian women, and whatever it was, the Princess had lashings of it. Tall, dignified and beautiful, her cheek-bones could have cut paper. I sensed a trace of Jewish ancestry which called to me, but it was when she spoke that you sensed how special she was. Her voice was unusual...
Just as I was allowing myself to be carried away by my passion for Princess Damila, the distraction in the corner of the room brought me back to the real world. Oblivious to it, the Princess was sucking on my stiff, aching nipple, and she was easing me out of my harem pants, a process I was happily aiding. The feel of her fingers as they slid between my swol...
Jules had insisted on bringing a friend with him. Jules likes to visit me when he's in town. He brings over a bottle or two of a good wine, we have a little dinner and then we have sex. We both know that that's the routine and we don't mind. He's a pleasant man, with good conversation and a sturdy cock. I like having my cunt filled by him. He never asks me t...
To say that Saudi Princess Taja Hakim led a sheltered life would be the understatement of the century. Born on November 9, 1989, to Saudi Prince Ahmed Hakim and his Lebanese-born wife Princess Aamina Ali, the young Arabian Princess bred in metropolitan Riyadh was destined to live all over the place. Her parents spend most of their time between the Republic o...