Welcome to Black Hollow! One of the oldest cities in Country! The city has about 39 829 people, eight of ten of them are female (the majority of which are so-called MILFs). Most of the population is in adult age – there are very few children and old people. Most young people tend to leave for a big city, only return years later, when they have enough of the...
I held court today. Today was quite special indeed. I usually run my kingdom from the cabinet meetings and whisper campaigns. I was brought a gift, a special present from a nearby village to celebrate my return. I had to return, I had been abroad to long and even I feared my lands and people would be unprotected in my continued absence. Therefore I returned....
Once upon a time there was a farmer. He didn't have a big farm -- but what he owned he tended with care. He believed the soil was a gift, not something to be taken for granted. It was important to him that he tend to each and every need of the soil -- nurturing, fertilizing, sculpting and landscaping. As a reward for pampering the soil, the farmer was in t...
It was Christmas Eve and Billy Marsden was having a difficult time getting to sleep. Although he was much too old to believe in Santa Clause the night still held a magical awe about it. He had ambled up to bed just after midnight leaving his mother sitting in the parlor gazing at the multicolored lights blinking on and off on the tall evergreen standing in...
It was the night before Christmas and the house was not quiet at all, see I had my wife's favorite toy pressed hard against her clit making her moan out loud. It was a little plastic mouse where the nose would go in circles and back and forth. I guess you could say we are a little sick because we had the Christmas music on the stereo. My wife always had a th...
I woke up and felt the familiar feeling of Jim's tongue on my pussy. I moaned and spread my legs wider. I didn't open my eyes, deciding instead to just lay back and enjoy. The room was a little cool but that meant my hard nipples just got harder. "Morning" I whispered. Jim looked up and smiled. "Good morning baby. Do you want your Christmas present now or...
I know guys i'm sorry but writers block hit me hard. Here's the long awaited third chapter, chapter 4 is already written so comment fast if you want me to answer any questions in chapter 4 ~ Lioness_Queen ~~~~~~~ Andrey "Excuse me, what?" she asked "You heard the man Aleca, he's found his mate and it's you." Alec mused "I guess you and Josh are over now...
The stream of trick-or-treaters finally slacked off to nothing. Janet tiredly set the candy bowl aside, turned off the porch light and locked the front door. Still a bit stiff and sore from the auto accident months before, she limped to her bedroom. She quickly changed into her plain cotton nightie and slipped between the sheets. This was her first Hallowe...
I stood in the warm shower and cleansed myself with a scented soap I knew he would enjoy - the same fragrance I wore the night we met. I touched all the spots that belonged to him: my breasts, nipples, ass and clit and though of how it felt to be claimed. I dressed in what I had been instructed. Panties he could keep (I decided on a silky thong) and black h...
The title of this article is a bit deceptive. Writing is an art form, a gift, that you either are born with or not. Of course, even if you are, you must still polish that gift. Learn your craft. And practice it. Practicing the craft of writing is what this article is really all about. Making time for writing in a world where people are constantly rushing.....