Chapter 9 Vidya Ketteridge—Fucking the Belly Dancer Vidya Ketteridge was from the sub-continent of India by way of Britain where she had married the weasel, St. John Ketteridge. He married her for her money. She married him to spite her father or mother or both, so any cock would have sufficed equally well. In retrospect, she likely thought many cocks woul...
The waves lapped gently at the shore as Connor and Ayako stepped off the wooden boardwalk onto the sand, their shoes held in their hands. "Are you sure this is going to be done right?" Connor asked. "You're the Irish one," Ayako answered, her bare feet shuffling along the sand, the looser parts of her witch outfit blowing around her in the light sea breeze....
Author's note: Catwoman and Huntress are TM and (C) DC Comics. Their use here is a work of parody, is not meant as a challenge to their trademarks, and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. This story is a sequel to my first ever fic, The Eros Formula. I hope it satisfies those readers who've been asking for a follow-up. Voting and feedback is...
Mrs. Finkle had an enormous ass. Now, to be clear, she was a very pretty redhead, with green eyes, soft, red lips, and she had a slender, but curvy figure, with a small, feminine waist, but her ass was absolutely enormous. It was impossibly large, round, and jiggly. This was a source of keen interest around the neighborhood with the local college boys, (and...
This is quite different to my usual stuff, but hope you enjoy. It was late to be in the library. The staff all went home at 5, but the university allowed students access 24 hours a day. That was for the best. There were still a few students sparsely spaced along the long rows of desks on the ground floor. All of them looked tired, and all of them had a coff...
On my way back to the bar to see Jane, and with my recent encounter with the Lesbians still fresh in my mind, I realised that I had mixed emotions about it. Even if I'd been nothing more to them than just a human sex toy, I felt deeply honoured that they'd let me be a part of their relationship, however briefly. It was a feeling of guilt that was nagging at...
All characters are 18 years old or older. I hope you enjoy this fourth installment of this series. Please feel free to comment and vote. Training Day: The party at the Sanctum broke up. I contacted Gwen and filled her in on everything that we knew about Mystique and her pals. She wanted to shadow me for bit and see what she could learn. I think she wanted...
So it came to pass in that golden age of heroes that many kings, queens, and oracles came to the same conclusion: monsters, be they from the land, air, or sea, would take tribute. It was King Minos with his terrible beast of a stepson who started the tribute idea, mostly because he was the first to demand it, and the yearly take became normal for the entire...
To the west of Olympus, well beyond the fringes of the city, sat the Hall of Artemis at the edge of a dense wood. Unlike much of the other stone and marble architecture Mega-Girl had seen in the city, the hall was constructed mainly of wood. The building was simple but long, flanked all around by subordinate structures like a stable, hound pens, and what Meg...
We met on-line and exchanged a few messages. He wanted to meet for coffee, which I was totally cool with. He explained they were long term, switch couple and he had a fantasy of being cucked and whatever that might entail but most of all he wanted to be dressed in a French maid costume and used by a bull and humiliated. His job was to vet potential playmates...