I've always had a bit of an unrequited exhibitionism & voyeurism kink that has made me curious about nudism. Unfortunately, I've never had the chance to explore this craving as it's just too wild a hobby for my somewhat conservative, vanilla self. My friends, family, and definitely co-workers would flip if they found out I went to nude beaches! I travel fo...
My thanks to Todger65 for helping edit and Nthusiastic for beta reading and asking good questions! ***** Isonei attended the prayers with Hodrim at her side offering instruction in his incomprehensible language. The Sisters seemed both amused and pleased as she let him give her direction. The Sellac, however, noticed the frown on her face as she looked at...
I didn't get much sleep and when I came to see you I reeked of Katrina. I had bathed thoroughly with her and questioned if your mundane senses would still pick up her lingering odor upon me. "My pet, did you enjoy Katrina's attention yesterday? You were no doubt eager to meet her after all the stories, yes?" I call out to you as you quickly came to me and s...
Ferelden and the Frostbacks lay far below me. It was a reminder of flying a dragon in Skyrim. The only difference this time is that I had control of this dragon. If it chose to loop around, or fly upside down, I was fucked. So I smacked it in the head with the flat of my sword. "Get on the ground, you stupid fucking dragon." It just roared, trying to shake m...
Historical Note St Dynwen's day is in fact the Welsh version of Valentine's day which is celebrated on 25th January rather than 14th Feb. I decided to use this day as it gave me a bit of historical realism as the medieval world did not recognise St Valentine's day romantically until the 14th Century -- nearly 500 years after the events on which this story i...
This is a stand-alone story but follows from my earlier Zoe tales. For those familiar with those, please be aware that this story is rather less innocent and features some modestly gritty S&M. I hope you enjoy yourself as much as Zoe does. + "Are you watching, Zoe?" Gideon's voice was clear, but I was confused by the question. How could I not be watching...
Chapter 8: The Party A male servant answered the door, and, giving Timothy a quick and puzzled glance, escorted them inside. Clare's house was over-the-top and opulent to say the least. The floors were made of fine marble, the ceilings were high, there was a huge crystal chandelier in the foyer, and statues and fine art seemed sprinkled around almost everyw...
(Hi All, You don't need to read the first chapter, though it would be great if you did. The emphasis is not on fighting zombies. However, it is a setting that brings different types of people together. This chapter is about the sex. I hope you enjoy.) Day 5 is winding down and this team of survivors is relaxing from a hard day's work of killing the infected...
Despite having to duck low to avoid the swirling cloud of sooty smoke from the huge Bottle kiln below which she stood, Elaine Stringer's cunt bulged lusciously, on the confirmation of her prior thoughts that the urchin at her feet was a submissive. He may have been in need of some less worn clothing, but his slight yet robust masculine shape would please wom...
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This story is erotic fantasy, set in a world of magic. This tale takes place in the same world as my core Danica story and all my other stories in Sci-Fi/Fantasy on Lit. The occasional use of "modern" measurements and such is a product of my fantasy world. I know most who read fantasy would probably prefer "leagues", "cubits", and "handspa...