Synopsis: Once Brad just wanted to be the best pitcher in Baseball, but Hastur the Unspeakable has other ideas for him! A Halloween story. Sex contents: Not a lick. Genre: Lovecraftian Horror Codes: Insanity & Horror Originally Posted at SOL: 2009-10-21 *********** Thanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors, especially Dragonsweb and of course Sue, al...
Anita was about a meter ahead of me, as I deliberately let her lead, to admire her gracefully undulating wide buttocks and luscious legs. Being a female butt freak, I always look around to find any interesting female with alluring behind. She looked stunning with about five feet and eight inch height, proportionately feminine fleshy curves. Her oval face ad...
Angel is forbidden to have penetrative sex, she must maintain her virginity but she is creative and sensuous in every other way possible. Her slender fingers slid up and down the fingerboard of her cello effortlessly. Pausing to oscillate articulately in exquisite vibrato passages, evoking a smooth glissando as her fingertips slid down the length of the inst...
An Erotic Island Getaway Angela and Pei Ling - Naughty Girls are us. After exchanging e-mails with your friend in the US for a while, you become aware how curious and fascinated you are with the differences you discover between the East-West cultures. You are pleased for him when you receive an e-mail telling you his firm has just given him a performance...
Burgeonie, spoke quietly with Silvonia. "Silvy, do you ever look at your Guard?" Her friend looked confused. The two noblewomen were having a light lunch together in the sanctity of Burgeonie's fortified mansion. Burgeonie, at least, was confined to the house for the entire day by necessity. Her Bodyguard, Baynor, had his day of leave. And Silvy's Guard h...
Za cast a single thought to the negative energy drive, the field folded back on itself and reality returned. While in the drive, everything always appeared to be just there, there was no sense of motion, nothing. It took forever, yet only a moment as spacetime ahead got smaller and spacetime behind grew to encompass nearly everything. Once complete, the v...
My name is Anneke Von Hauser. I was born in the City of Heidelberg, in the Baden-Wurttemberg region of Germany, but raised in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I'm a first generation German-Canadian. My parents Adele and Alwin Von Hauser are immigrants, and we're very proud of our German heritage as we adjust to Canadian culture. After living in the O...
Early morning and I'm walking as fast as I can to your house from the station. The slow stream of people going in the other direction pass me by as blurry figures, faceless, walking heads down, or staring forward, sleepily. But I'm wide awake and on your way to your house for my day off. I feel electrically different, privileged, naughty and excited. The mor...
To men Agga was a tomboy, though some did not agree on that consensus. Those firm round breasts and tender nipples could truly mislead the oblivious male to the truth behind Agga's slender frame. But were the trail of gossip ever followed, one might find a different version of the truth that was Agga. Sweat glistened down Agga's cheek on this midsummer nig...
Mischief and sexuality hung heavily in the air that summer. It was the summer my friend Stacie and I ran the children's theatre at the summer stock theatre where we had done our college internship. We worked hard and so in the evenings when we had free time, we played hard too.... One night Stacie, William and I had one of our "special" meetings after dinne...