The morning broke brilliantly across the countryside, striping Rosebud's face with beveled shadows. She stretched and grinned as she moved her fingers down to her sticky pussy, remembering the touch of Velvet's tongue. She wished that she could turn over and see Velvet sleeping next to her, that she could rub her face in her soft black hair, that she could f...
Purity, the punk-pop princess beloved of the tabloids for her raunchy, in-your-face persona coupled with sweet, sugary songs, plus her willingness to display her luscious body and smouldering sensuality in steamy videos, was on her knees satisfying her record label head. She worked the man's cock with expert skill, moaning in genuine pleasure at the feel of...
Author's Notes: I got the idea for this short story from Princess V. and her story, The Princess and the Peasant Girl. After getting her permission to use her plot devices, I jotted this down as a way to see if I could do something similar. I know this is a very short story for me, but I can't learn if I don't try. Please enjoy this piece of adult fiction,...
This story was suggested to me by Bill and is about a Roman queen. It features lesbian domination and a bit of incest so if that's not your thing, don't read it. All characters are 18+ and enjoy! The powerful Queen Arria smiled down from her throne at the two hooded figures cowering before her, hands tied behind their backs. "Remove their hoods and let them...
This is the follow up to Couples therapy part one. If you have not read the first one, I recommend it so you are aware of the characters discussed here. This story is just myself and Queen while she takes me on a girl's trip. This story wasn't chosen by a vote it was simply one I enjoyed writing and expanding on going over my journal entries from that weeken...
Cinderella was a beautiful young woman. You couldn't always tell, her hair often in a messy bun, her face and clothes dirty from cleaning and cooking all day. She once lived a happy life with her father in his estate, but that all changed when he remarried. Her step mother was a cruel woman and Cinderella knew she only married her father for his money. But...
"Here, princess, take this," said Daddy, pushing a crisp bill into my hand. I spun around and chose a particularly festive-looking slot machine - one that spun little pictures of diamond rings and pinups. I wiggled up into the chair and Daddy sat down beside me, running her hands up my thigh and resting one across the back of my chair. "Push it, baby" she gr...
This is my first story here, and as such started off as something that would be quick and easy and exploded from there. Please feel free to comment, all opinions are welcome. ***** She was beautiful, a flawless totem of all things punk and right with the world. Unruly and kinky tendrils fell from her head in heaps, framing her round face in mahogany brown...
I hadn't wanted to go to the sleepover. It had all been Vicki's idea, and really - when I think about it - everything that happened afterwards was her fault. The idea of sitting around in sleeping bags, gossiping with her shallow new college friends was totally unbearable to me. But Vicki's my best friend. How could I refuse? We hadn't seen much of each ot...
Continued from part 1… It couldn't have been more than five seconds, after Brie's question, before I kissed her, her face framed by my hands. But in those quick seconds I processed the following: Door number one was the "Stepford" existence of my two sisters and their respective broods; I don't fucking think so. Door number two was to bow to conven...