AN: This story has been inspired by a doujinsh, I saw it and as I said before; I can not understand Japanese so I thought I would write this for those like myself and can only presume what is happening. Remember, ff there are any dragon ball doujins you'd like to see converted into a fan fiction; just ask. Now Enjoy. Disclaimer: I do not own this work and t...
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z and am not profiting from this work. * It must have been the sunlight that woke her. It was only dawn but already she could feel the morning's light blanketing her in a warm glow despite the child morning air. Winter was coming, she could feel its chill blowing in, its cold touch mingling with the spiced breath of aut...
Osgood was quite liking the Nethersphere. Of course, being killed had been a huge inconvenience. She'd had a lot of things to do and she was sure there were several people who had been relying on her for work that would never be completed now. It really bothered her. She had also been expecting some packages, and there'd been a number of coupons she hadn't u...
Romance, nothing but romance! Destiny and circumstances are calling for an unlikely couple of passionate lust, troubled pasts and bittersweet present while a carefully woven web of interest threatens their happiness. Will they be able to find love amidst it all? This is a story consisting of 10 chapters. I will submit one every week and hope that you will en...
On Friday night after Club Ritz closed, Camilla and Candice were walking out in the parking lot behind the strip joint, on their way to Candice's car. Since Camilla, in her skin-tight black outfit and matching high heels, hadn't shared Candice's bed in two weeks, she chose to sacrifice going home with a man for the sake of her lonely friend's pussy. Candice...
Contains tentacle rape, cum inflation, possible impreg, mind break, etc. Read at your discretion, and if you like it please leave a review or a thumbs up! ***** 1 Sophie stood in front of the door, willing herself to give in and knock. It wasn't that she was scared of what or who was behind the door. There were few things that Sophie Meyers feared, and he...
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[To my Readers: many apologies for this last chapter taking so long. But here it is and I hope you enjoy it! Thank you so much for all the continuing support and feedback; it's made me feel very welcome here at Literotica. I'd love to hear more of your thoughts. I have plenty more ideas for stories and will be posting them as soon as I can. Thanks again and...
This is a short (but I think sweet) conclusion to the American Adventure. For my regular readers, you should be aware that I will no longer be publishing under the Loving Wives category. There are far too many people using this site that have a fundamentally different opinion to mine of what that category represents, and since I cannot persuade them otherwis...
Jane had jumped at the knock on the door and her wriggling fingers froze where they were. She might have been having second thoughts but her body told another story – the gathering events of the past half hour had made her insanely wet. I stood, wiping her juices from my chin. As the second, much louder knock came, I hid my stiffness as best I could and wal...