Author's note (IMPORTANT): This is a story set in modern times and does not include any supernatural/fantastic element . Rather, technology available nowadays (basically what's in your phone) is used to create the illusion of a supernatural power, for the benefit of the main character. How exactly this is achieved will become clear as the plot unfolds. SU...
Authors Note: Once again, this story would not have been possible without the encouragement and support from my readers and fans. I thank you all. I have tried my best to convey feelings and ideas in my head. I hope that it translates well into words. Feel free to let me know what you think about this story. ***** Chapter 6 - A Glimpse into Me It was th...
Notes from the author: Hi everyone! Ever since I wrote Life is a Runway - which had a WWII element in its plot - I have been itching to craft a WWII war bride story (with a happy ending, of course: I simply refuse to write anything that is not corny). This obviously implied some serious research on my part and major adjustments to the mores of my usual prota...
On Saturday Tim had a bad feeling about what was going to happen tonight. He couldn't think about anything else all week. Sometimes his cock was hard as a rock and he actually wanting his wife to fuck Lee. Other times his stomach felt so bad he was sure he was sick and was going to throw up. Back and forth he went day after day. He couldn't believe he had...
After a moment lost in the indeterminate state between sleep and wakefulness, John blinked one eye half-open. He felt warm and happy, and quite a bit warmer than usual. "Strange ..." he thought drowsily, his brain still sleep-fogged. He closed his eyes again and dreamily enjoyed his body's languorous state. His arms ached, but nicely. There was a slight...
Author's Note: This story is a rewrite of my original story about Medusa and Darian from years ago. This time, the story is fully planned out, and it's going to be a long one. Hang tight and enjoy the ride. Medusa: Fate's Game is a fantasy adventure story, heavy on the romance and the erotica, but also on action and violence. If you like a slow-building,...
"Come here, girl," one of the sitting guards said, leaning back, smiling. I set my jar down and crossed the slaves' dormitory, kneeling in front of the powerful legs that his uniform handsomely contoured. I didn't look up at him, but I knew his eyes were laughing at my shaking. I didn't have to look at the other seated guard, either, to know he was watching...
(105) Leela and Viswanath in Goa Beach After their returning from Patna, the sexual life of Leela and Viswanath was rejuvenated drastically. Whenever they would recall their 15 days adventure in slum, they would feel a new vigorous flow, a new sensation in their bodies and minds. In the meantime, Meera had visited and informed Viswanath that she was pregna...
Adam woke to the chirrup of the cat wanting its morning feed, later than usual as it was raining and still dark outside. He pressed the light on the small clock on his bedside table: 7:11. He slid out of bed and went through to the bathroom for his morning piss, enjoying the weight of his cock still heavy from a slow waking dream. She'd been no one he knew,...
Here are three new story fragments. All of these stories feature very cruel hotwives, masochistic husbands who have been deeply humiliated by their wives, and hot cuckolding. I adore cold hard bitches, who emasculate their husbands, and who assert their right to enjoy any other man they want to enjoy. In addition: one story contains Femdom boxing and one...