Here is the next instalment of Jola's history, relayed in the first person, which began with 'Fresh Narcissae' and progressed through 'Narcissae Opening' and 'Narcissae Flowering.' Before this sequence I recorded my two encounters with Jola in 'Small Recorder' and 'Recorder Encore.' *** The day after Danka's departure, when we had free time together, the t...
This is the second actual installment of the "Case Kentauris" stories, inspired by the work of Spacegirl and Marjorie B. Greene. A while back I promised you sexytime adventures and tentacles, so here you go. Need a mental picture of Tatjana, this episode's starring attraction? Google actress Katheryn Winnick ("Lagertha" of the TV show Vikings)... that's who...
Gavin knocked on Donna's front door. It had been 2 weeks since she'd locked his penis up and he was absolutely gagging for it. He had hoped that she was going to unlock him at last week's date night, but she wanted to show him who's boss; deciding to leave him locked. Donna opened the door, giving him a massive snog, they'd barely seen each other since las...
I took a deep breath, quickly got up and turned on all the lights, and pounced back onto the bed. I didn't want to miss seeing anything! Lilly and Sam were kissing again but now Sam's hand was wrapped around Lilly's big she-cock and Lilly's fingers were sloshing in and out of Sam's very wet pussy. My cock was so hard that it hurt and needed release, but I k...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** My transwoman friend and lover, Pushpa, told me Ferry Tale Chapter 5 and went straight on to narrate Chapter 6, which I have pleasure in relaying now. We left Pushpa and Alex post-orgasmic on the ferry, and though this chapter is not set on a ferry, it follows closely after and in...
I am brooding. Well, perhaps. Perhaps this is only one of “those” moments. You know, one of those moments spent lost somewhere beyond the concerns of the day and still not quite fully abandoned in fantasy or forgetfulness. But maybe you know what I mean. For me at least, it seems that there are times that seem detached. When I can sit back and think of the...
It was the third time she'd driven past the house, trying desperately to overcome her nerves, to calm the knot in her stomach and the tightness in her chest. This time she stopped, drawing into the kerb and parking opposite the small detached house, set well back from the road. Her thighs trembling, her palms wet on the steering wheel, she rested her head o...
I lay restless on top of the sheets of my bed. My own perspiration has already dampened the imprint beneath my naked body. My penis lies awkwardly toward the right, with the tip touching my thigh. The warm night air moves softly in the window causing the thin cotton curtain to slowly billow into the room momentarily before returning to hang limp again. The f...
I waited for this for some time. Long before we went out, when I was starting to get myself ready, I was thinking of what would come later (including me!). Drying myself after my shower, blow drying my hair, highlighting my face with just touches of mascara, blusher and lipstick - not too much just the way you like it - sliding into my black, subtly patterne...
"Probably working late tonight," Hank Palmer grunted as he left for work, not bothering to kiss his wife of 27 years goodbye. Peggy Palmer didn't bother answering because the door was closing as her spouse's declaration ended, and as she heard the truck start up out in the driveway the middle aged woman's attention turned from her increasingly detached husb...