"Here ya go." John said, setting a drink in front of the lady in black. Usually John didn't pick up ladies at bars, but the flapper had a smile and something about her eyes... he couldn't figure it out, but there was something familiar about it. If only she'd remove her mask, not like he had any right to ask, he was also wearing one. He hated it actually. It...
This story is written in Modified Script format. ***** My wife and I have been married for 2 years, with a very fulfilling life, while having the most sex of anyone that I have ever heard of. So, let me explain how we got started. On our first date, we had sex, twice. We continued to see each other several times a week for our first month and had sex at l...
Paul and Howard have been thinking for some time now about spending a night in a European castle bed and breakfast. They would like to immerse themselves into the historic past of eccentric royalty who owned and ran these castles. A royalty from antiquity who is a bit of a demented kook would be fine by them. The tales of their ghosts and perverted lifestyle...
I pushed my tongue deep into Beth's moist snatch then nibbled at her erect clit until her thighs began to tremble. I had to be careful to swallow every precious drop of her tart cum lest I mess up the bed sheets. Under my lips and tongue I could feel her vagina quiver and pulse, but I slowed down, because if Beth orgasmed that would pretty much the end of ou...
While it’s not necessary, it’s recommended you read the first part of Time Runs Wild, found It couldn't have been more than 2 hours ago, that Julie and Sara had shown up at my school, dressed like rejects from a Britney Spears video, flashing their cleavage like they were expensive hookers. I brought them back to my place, and found myself quickly seduced...
As you both lay on the warm firm ground you become aware of the softness beneath you and realise that you are laying on fur. You then feel her hands reach out to stroke your face, one finger slowly and delicately tracing every contour and line of your skin, she starts at your chin and works slowly up the side of your face circling her finger on your cheek an...
"Heathyr." The haunting, melodic tones of the Countess' voice rang out through the cold, silent house. Even after months in her service, I still couldn't get over the way the exquisite marble floors and twelve-foot arched ceilings managed to create seemingly impossible acoustics. It was as if the entire house was built to obey her beck and call -- which prob...
The paladin Sharizon grumpily trode past the droll grey domiciles of the mountain city of Ironforge. His hard, weathered face was rigid with a forced, overtaxed patience. His unibrow was furrowed; his lips remained pursed in silent fury. His heavily nicked saronite and titansteel armor clicked and clanked as he made his way towards the armor shop. Sharizon g...
This is a fictionalised account of events that actually took place. There are Indian men who think of their women as husband-worshipping zombies. Indian women are undoubtedly devoted wives but they are also a vibrant lot with wild and varied emotions sloshing within them. It is up to the men to make the best of a good bargain. "I suspect I am a troilist," s...
This is a true account, as I recall it, of our recent second encounter with a younger couple, Will and Anne, some 20 years our juniors, whom we met in innocence, and by odd circumstance became intimate with, and of whom we have become most fond. It is not necessary that you read of our first encounter, "Fountains of Aphrodite," but I suggest it, for if what...