The following story is entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any persons living or dead is entirely coincidental and unintentional. All characters depicted in sexual acts and scenarios are at least eighteen years of age or older. The following story contains aspects of BDSM, CBT (cock and ball torture), femdom, forced orgasms, tease and denial, prostate sti...
0001 - Tempro 0003 - Conner- Thomas 0097 - Ace - Zimmel 0098 - Lucy 0101 - Shelby (mother ship) 0125 - Lars 0130 - Gillese 0200 - Ellen 0250 - Tendra 0301 - Rodrick 0403 - Johnathon 0778 - Jan 0798 - Celeste - Shelby (human) 0805 - Toran 0808 - Radella 0881 - Handrax 0908 - Tara - Mara 1000 - Sherry -------------------------- Ungrown - unn...
It was a hot, summer day. Ryan pushed the sweat from his brow and looked over at the expanse. He was at the edge of the field, watching others collect various herbs and vegetables for tonight's feast. "Are you taking a break already?" Soto asked. "Yeah, sorry...its so hot outside." "Let's stop soon and go for a swim. It's getting late in the day. We ha...
Author's Note: The originator of the Peggy Sanford stories, Pegg46, had extended an invitation to anyone to continue or add to her stories. She also wrote that she especially enjoys stories where the author becomes her and writes in the first person point of view. I must admit I also enjoy reading and writing that type of story. My plan was to continue with...
I hope you enjoy this installment. As always your votes and comments are always appreciated. Date: Unknown Location: The Sunken Isle It is raining again, everyday it is raining and so one day seems to blend into the next. But time and space are warped here like being in the library crystal but like a distorted reflection. The Dreamer calls me the Shaw a...
12: Crystal Returns I like to sing. I have a good voice, perhaps an inheritance from my Celtic ancestors. As I walked into the office one morning in March, I was singing the chorus to an old Irish folk song in a passable baritone: "Her eyes they shown like the diamonds, You'd think she was queen of the land. And her hair hung over her shoulders, Tied up w...
========== Stave 1: Marle's Frustration ========== Marle, pronounced Marr-lay in a particularly horrid French accent if at all possible, was dead. Now, due to the wonders of modern medicine, a reader might think 'There's dead, and then there's DEAD.' Be assured though, doctors making that much money to delay the inevitable do not allow a somewhat dead pati...
Thanks for all the input and comments. Much of what has already been posted and yet to be written is already in my head. So if it seems a bit much I am sorry. This has been as much a project to entertain as just have fun in the creation process. I hope you continue to enjoy Nick and friends continuing adventures. Part 10 Rise Raven Goddess "Morrigan," I...
This is my first story in literotica, a comment, good rating or favoriting the story will be a great motivation. Many thanks to editor "ellenmay" for her help in getting this story done. Please note that, strictly speaking this part of the story shouldn't be classified under Loving wives, as the erotic events in this part correspond to Erotic couplings acc...
The following story is entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any persons living or dead is entirely coincidental and unintentional. All characters depicted in sexual acts and scenarios are at least eighteen years of age or older. The following story contains aspects of BDSM, CBT (cock and ball torture), femdom, forced orgasms, tease and denial, prostate sti...