It was a chilly winter day. The cold winds brushed against my plaid, skirted coat and ginger, shoulder-length hair. I stood, with my boot-clad feet, on the front steps of my little cottage before my large pet. She was on all fours and against the wall, wearing a red latex bodysuit with tall platform heels. The voluptuous woman, having dyed dark red hair that...
The girl let herself into the entry door at the side of the premises using the key she'd received by courier. As she ascended the silent staircase her ponytail of golden hair swung like a pendulum, and her curvy backside swayed. She wasn't sure what to expect today, the instructions had been minimal. Arrive at the designated address at the specified time. B...
Sandy had been giving me the look at school. I knew the look, knew what she knew, and waited for her to act on it. She was a mature redhead who'd gone from wearing uninspired natural colors to funkier, clingier outfits. They highlighted her curves, her breasts, her voluptuousness without proclaiming it, but it was obvious she had someone in her life doing so...
The manager of the equestrian college was confused. He'd seen Lulu, the stable-girl, busying herself by the new stable block earlier, but now he needed to talk to her about something, she was nowhere to be seen. Entering the low building, he thought he heard a suspicious noise. Creeping further in, he headed for the tack room. What he saw through the sligh...
Gillian pulled the large cardboard box into her living room, giddy with excitement. She tore it open like a girl on Christmas morning... It had finally arrived. She dumped the tangle of ropes and straps onto her bedroom floor. An hour and a half later, Gillian had assembled her brand new sex swing. With a smile, she texted a photo to Natasha. Natasha texted...
[This chapter follows on closely from the previous chapters of "The Widow's Club". for a more satisfying read, it would be best to read chapters 1-4 before proceeding. [This story has many aspects and could have also been listed under the Mature and BDSM categories, among others. It has some references to bodily functions, so if that bothers you, I suggest...
In a part of the Warp.. The Elven Archer Kerrilian is on the floor, pinned by Norscan slavers and bred by them for pleasure, her eyes empty and her tongue out and wet.. her mind broken. In another she is with her party, slaightering the same slavers along with hordes of Skaven . A Tau woman is captured by the forces of Chaos, her cunt assaulted and moaning a...
Cadance checked her phone, the hint of a smile crossing her regal features, as she contemplated how to spend the day. It was a gorgeous late-summer afternoon in Equestria. She'd slept in, made herself look good, savored brunch, and was ready to tackle the day. Admiring her reflection in her phone, Cadance knew she looked good. The epitome of aristocratic pon...
Let me start out by describing who I was. I am 24 years old, 5'6" about 150 pounds, fair skin and short hair. I'd been cross-dressing for about seven years, and had quite a collection. I was living with a roommate, Jane, who had no idea about my hobby. In fact, I'm pretty sure she'd have been freaked out if she found out, so I'd kept it secret. I consider my...
At the heart of the Old World sprawls the Empire, the largest and most powerful of the human realms. Known for its engineers, sorcerers, traders and soldiers, it is a land of great mountains, mighty rivers, dark forests and vast cities. And from his throne in Altdorf reigns the Emperor Karl-Franz, sacred descendant of the founder of these lands, Sigmar, and...