This story is set in the Dhase universe. If you enjoy reading it I highly recommend running a keyword search for 'Dhase' for more tales of the supernatural. The Dhase, and everything in their universe are the creations of my (some would say 'twisted') mind and as such are my own Intellectual Property. If you see this story anywhere other than Literotica, ple...
CHAPTER 1 Gerri was in the Music Conservatory while I was in the Design College a year ahead of her. We still traveled in the same circles none the less. Being a Midwestern City University and having very little on campus housing, most lived at home or in off campus housing of some sort. Gerri has a most interesting personality that I am attracted to in a...
"Hey, Clara! You are back!" "..." "Haha, still not very chatty. I'm so happy to see you. I wasn't sure you would want to come back after what I had done to you the other day." Lucy was definitely still friendly, and I was still unable to utter a single word because of my communication disorder. She more than likely knew I had a problem, but she did not ac...
No one told me I would want to break the rules. They told me the customers couldn't touch me. They told me I couldn't touch myself "down there". They told me no sexual acts. I scoffed at their words. Exotic dancing was just a way to get through college. Sure, it wouldn't have been my parents' first choice of side job, but where else could you work for...
Velt, Graff, and Veir Veir looked at the small vial with silvery dust in Kal's hand with curiosity. "You said that's dust from butterfly wings?" "Yes," Kal replied as he quickly cast the acclimation spell again. He wasn't getting cold yet but in a few minutes he would be stripping down out here in the snow before heading into Graff and Velt's den. "I'll ne...
Author's Preface This chapter is the result of several requests from some people following the story. "The Alley of No Return" is a story about refusal to acknowledge illicit temptations, gradually giving in to them, and how powerful they become in a culture of denial, and oppression, of obvious glamour. Specifically in this chapter, if the notions of sexua...
Session 2 - The Enemy As soon as she received the 'all clear' message Agent Fox finished typing her update and stood up, stretching her muscles out. There was little to report, but there was little that she could do until Martin was stabilized. She frowned at her muscles; they shouldn't be so cramped after this. She had to keep going, and it was likely that...
Oh no! Miss Fox has gone into heat and what's this? There's not a male fox on the preservation. Poor Miss Fox...I suppose she's stuck like this for an entire week-but wait, what's that rustling in the bushes? Miss Fox was of average height and her breasts were full and firm, the dark cherry nipples puffy and swollen with need as she stroked down her stomach...
Readers of this story may want to checkout "Hot Fox Reporter gets it at DNC" in order to get a head start on this short series of one guy's personal goal to fuck the hottest ass at the political conventions. After having fucked a hot fox from Fox News until she was senseless and incoherent, I barely made it out of the DNC at Denver. The RNC was well aware o...
Hello. First submission. Apologies if unsatisfactory. Comments appreciated. * Crunch, pit pat, crunch. Ah. Crunch, pit pat pit pat. Crunch. It was the same rhythm every time. As I strolled down the untouched path in the forest, my dog would take a few quick steps ahead. The forest was typically quiet when I walked my dog, whom I address as Felix by the wa...