NB: Sorry this took a bit longer to post! It's quite content laden so it took me awhile to write. I know some of you have been asking me what a Hunter is... so I have given more info in this chapter to aid your understanding. Thank you all for the comments and suggestions. I did take them into consideration and I hope you all like this chapter! *** Anya h...
Anya's stereo-optic cameras scanned Mike's image as he walked out of the walk-in closet. The more creative of her algorithms and subroutines began to work on the task of dressing the petite 510 the way Mike had requested. Anya got herself aroused at the precisely rendered imaginings she generated within her field of view. For fun, and with her processors wo...
Vesper didn't wake up until she felt and heard her car door being pulled open. Batting her eyes open slowly, she found herself gazing into the hard gray eyes of a stockily-built man of average height. The way he held himself, however, let her know that this man was very much in charge of the people in his life, and the idea of that made her shiver. He reach...
Dear readers, To those new to this story, welcome! It is advised that you start from Chapter One. Also, if you are looking for a quickie, this is not the place. To those who have been following this story, thank you for your patience and encouragement! Thanks for your likes, your votes, and your comments. I'm sorry it took so long. As usual, finding time t...
Her next visit to her lawyer went very differently than the previous one, and Anya felt like the incubus finally understood why she was having such a hard time with the life she had started upon leaving the spa. Anya had felt entirely different about everything after seeing Grigory's picture and knowing where the pack was located. She wanted him, the wanted...
I was lying in my bed with Anya doing her yoga stretches in the bathroom; we were both naked, but I was just writing an email to Helen to see how things were doing, and if she liked her new job. Usually I love to watch Anya doing her stretches; as it usually results in me getting a blow job. But I needed to do this; so Anya had gone in to the bathroom. Just...
Author's note:This is a work of fiction. It's mostly about rimming, which by itself isn't quite enough to call it a fetish, but since the story is so thoroughly centered on this one topic, I'll put it in the fetish category. Additionally, there's a plotline built into the story that's (a) a little unusual, and (b) may or may not be scientifically valid (no...
"Attention, Anya." The deep male voice sounded from the doorway of her bedroom and the girl inside tensed and moved quickly into the standing position. Her head tilted towards the ground. After Mr. Hughes had pulled another rough and forceful orgasm from her, he had removed both the cock and the ass plug from her holes and then slowly removed the clamps on...
Bolting herself upright, she felt the muscles on her flat stomach tighten and relax as waves of torrent surged through her, emanating simultaneously from the two pleasure points at the base of her body. Two masculine organs tore into her vagina and moisturized anus respectively, leaving her shamelessly twitching her naked body in the open night air. Looking...
I followed Jenny upstairs to find her feverently throwing things in to her suitcase. I had been so busy fucking the little minx that I had totally missed the fact she was stunning. Her pale skin contrasted so well with her dark hair. Her cute little butt was the perfect ending for her long, sleek legs. The curve of her breasts was exquisite. I walked up be...