Aristocrat Stories

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The Lodger Pt. 02

by SlightlyRude on Jan 29, 2019
Loving Wives

CHAPTER 1 I have already described how we rented a room to Roger, who turned out to be bisexual and how both my husband Michael and I came to enjoy sex with him. It would be usual to describe Roger as our lover, but I must make it clear that this was not the case. Michael (and only Michael) made love to me. Roger just fucked me - very well I might add, and...

A Most Unusual Girl Pt. 02

by R410a on Dec 24, 2019
Romance

The holiday cookies are baked and frosted, the candies are made and the Christmas decorations are up. It's time to submit part two. I wish you all a pleasant and joyous holiday season. All parties portrayed as having sex are 18 or older. ***** It was time to pick up Joann for our first date. I went to the garage where I kept my pride and joy housed, a 19...

And I'll Grant You Hers

by Nakod Apa on Sep 2, 2017
First Time

1. AT THE HUNT BALL Unremarked by the ladies in their crinolines or the gentlemen in their frock-coats, the two aristocrats slipped though the French windows onto the balcony. Behind them the music of a gavotte echoed from the ballroom. While the young, slim man gazed down into the dark evening, attempting to make out the shapes of the knot garden, the old...

A Most Unusual Girl Pt. 04

by R410a on Jan 20, 2020
Romance

Any and all portrayed as having sex are 18 or older * A Most Unusual Girl part four With the girls in bed we changed into night clothes, me in sweats and a pocket tee, she in a long baggy shirt of some sort which made her look alluring in a subtle kind of way. I commented the shirt made her nipples look hard and inviting, like two ripe cherries waiting to...

The Jabberwock's Treasure Pt. 01

by taiyakisoba on Jul 10, 2018
NonHuman

Part 1: The Princess in the High Tower Breaking through the walls of the castle was the easy part. Vorpal's claws made quick work of the brick and masonry, like a child burrowing a questing hand into a sandcastle, and she tore her way inside. The soldiers had been alerted, of course. Around a dozen ran across the square from the guardhouse, joined by others...

A Bestiary of Monster Girls

by MatthewVett on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

A Bestiary of Monster Girls Bestiarum Monstrarum Feminarum Translator's Introduction Bestiarum Monstrarum Feminarum was written in 1243 by Arminius Wilhelm Otto Karl Friedrich Wilhelm Maximilian Melchior Leopold Wilhelm von Ravensberg, known to history as Herman the German. A Generalprokurator of the Teutonic Knights, he wrote his magnum opus as a warning...

Ambassadors of Aldadiir Ep. 002: Eyleif

by DrowsDilemma on Dec 3, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Author's Note: Ambassadors of Aldadiir began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, incest, and other t...

Taming the Duchess de Montfort Ch. 05

by Hamilton_g on Oct 13, 2020
Novels and Novellas

One: Approaching Jamaica After a week at sea the pirate ship Fortune Hunter drew near Port Royal on the island of Jamaica. The crew scrambled up the rigging to secure the sails and moved about the deck preparing to drop anchor, while below the women who constituted the precious cargo were being prepared for the slave market. Therese du Maurier tried to reme...

Cassandra the Wicked

by strangenickle on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

Part I Princess Cassandra Orsini smiled wickedly at Dina, as Dina was repeatedly whipped. Not permitted to punish Cassandra physically the school master had to resort to whipping Dina. Cephalonia was a Kingdom with fairly uncommon rules for their monarchy, the crown was passed down through the female lineage. This made room for ambitious men to take the th...

Dancing with The Duchess

by Pussrider on Sep 15, 2017
Mature

It was as I was returning from a trip up to Manchester that I saw the sign: 'Stewartby Park Prestige Hotel'. I vaguely remembered hearing that the old place had been converted, some years after she died, but it hadn't really hit home to me until that moment. Before I'd even realised it I'd swung the car between the gate posts and started up that familiar wid...