* * * * The world had gone dark... his face pressed against warm [skin?]... coarse hairs prickling his cheeks... his nostrils filled with cheap perfume and something darker... more musky... and... wet?... something slick and hot and wet was slipping back and forth over his nose, climbing higher and higher up his face... it shifted forward and he was pushed...
"And what do you see in my future?" the stunningly beautiful girl in the sparkling yellow dress asked, her hand stretched out across to me. Conversation at the table died as I wondered what to do. I did not know this person, and here she was giving me her hand, ostensibly to read her stars. In our native country, Pakistan, this was a serious breach of inter-...
The two make their way to Warden Kashin's estate and once they enter they are surrounded by goblins with crossbows. The two put their hands up and were brought inside to the library where Kashin was waiting. "Take a seat," he orders. They sit and Kashin calls for Charlotte. A second later she appears with a crystal ball and the images play. "You can see the...
Morning came to my house and I felt pleasure explode through my body. Two soft, wet muscular organs trailed up and down my cock with great fervor. Due to my drowsiness, it took me a moment to collect myself given the dream that had taken a hold of me. I opened my eyes. A brief haze flew over me, but that soon cleared up and I stared at the marvelous sigh...
Part 1 – Roses Are Red *Note – this is part of a longer erotic series with a slow build. The following two chapters do not contain explicit sex. 4 Once when I first got there. Three times when I pricked my finger. Another two at Marie. Silently, I summed my curses from the previous evening. Is that all? It was hard to remember. It was such a strange an...
Featuring TimeTraxx's Jungle Princess, Sidekick, and their nemesis, the Poacher! Adults Only, Strong Sexual Content 1. Experts will tell you poaching is and has always been an economics problem more than anything else. Most poachers do what they do to feed their families, the same as everybody else. There's no better line of work available to them, nothi...
~~Damien~~ As the night went on, two things were becoming painfully clear. First, that the hunters were either not in the tunnel, or hiding terribly well. Second, that working with Fiona was extremely distracting. It wasn't that Fiona was too juvenile to focus, or too bubbly to... not bubble around everywhere, but rather Damien's own mind not being able to...
Author's Note: This chapter of my story also contains no sex, and I don't anticipate there being any for a few more chapters. If you're looking for a quickie, I suggest you look elsewhere. This story contains minor gore and graphic descriptions of pain(Unrelated to sex). Just to warn those who are bothered by that sort of thing. All aspects of this story...
Dante's was such a good club. Isn't it funny that it always seems to be the really good places that close down? Well, it's still there I suppose. It's got a different name now and you wouldn't recognise it at all. New owners, new decor, different music, different clubbers. Higher prices. But I'll always remember it as the rock club where I met her that night...
This is the second of twelve chapters. To really understand it, you should read the first chapter before reading this one. Once again, I want to thank my editor Terry for his valuable help! I hope you enjoy the story. Over the next week, Don kept waiting for Bridget to bring the idea of being with a woman up again. But she didn't. She also turned down watch...