Barbara had finally turned 40 and she really did not like it. However, she was tall, willow slender and contrary to her negative body awareness Barbara was in reality, quite a striking woman. Her husband, Peter had long since grown tired of her and had pitifully neglected his connubial duty. Several years her senior he had taken to inappropriate flirting wit...
"Oh I know!" Ingrid was bouncing on the balls of her feet. "I have to make you an outfit for your modeling." Ingrid pulled out some measuring tape from her purse. "First, lets see those measurements. It's easier for me to get those broad shoulders if I do you from behind." At first, I was worried she was going to squeeze past me rubbing up against my bare c...
-=-=- Rose -- 629 D.f. -=-=- A gentle midsummer breeze swept over the endless waves of green. Birds sang, crickets chirped, and bunnies frolicked in the weeds. It was a peaceful time, it was a tranquil time; tranquil, except for the Orcs. Their endless shouts, their terrifying roars, all carried over the hills; and these fearful noises would have been a war...
The bright sun bathed Augras in a delightful warmth as he rode down the beaten dirt path. The dawn of spring was finally shaking off winter's chill, making the campaign bearable for the first time for the Prince. The steady, almost melodic thrum of the marching army surrounded him, and only one thing prevented his mind from wandering off into a pleasant daze...
Astrid assumed her position on the milking floor. Her massive udders were heavy and she needed relief in the worst way. The nipples ached and wept milk - she had bristled during inspection and for her rebellion she had been left in her cubical. Astrid actually had not meant to give offense - however, she had been unusually tender for the last week. She resi...
The Earl of Crawford, known as Hunter, was so wealthy that he idled his time away in leisurely pursuits. His huge, dominating castle cast a black shadow over the vast, rolling fields of northern Scotland, where his serfs worked from dawn till dusk tilling the fields. He ruled as far as the eye could see, and owned every living thing within his borders. Due...
The Legend goes that Julie was a Saxon princess at the time of the Viking invasion. She and the rest of the Royal Family watched the longboats row up the estuary and the hordes of warriors run up the beach where they were met by the valiant defenders who were all savagely and swiftly slaughtered. The Vikings captured Princess Julie and her parents and young...
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"Oh come on, man. It's not THAT big." Todd rolled his eyes, and took a long drag off the bong. He coughed, smoke curling from his lips as he shook his head. "Dave, I'm not shitting you. It's absolutely huge, like...well, like this," said Todd, forming his hands into a baseball-sized semi-circle. Dave just sighed, and motioned for the bong. Todd obliged, a...
The temperature gauge in the room was stuck at 103 degrees and had been so for the past three days. The humidity was so high, globules of persperation formed on the windows as the soft whir of an air-conditioner purred throughout their living room. It was the only room that they could afford to cool, and therefore, they'd spent the past three nights sleeping...