Sherehe was larger then any of them had anticipated. Fox had told him all things were traded but he had expected it to be little more then a collection of stalls and a single Inn for road weary travelers. Instead, it was a small town unto itself with what they assumed were smugglers and traders mingling in the streets. Nero and Maua watch from the back of...
*All characters are at least 18 years old* ***** The jingling of keys at the front door woke me up. There was a light thump against the door and then a chorus of giggles from a man and woman. Mr. and Mrs. Jennings were back from their night out. I kicked off the blanket covering me just as they opened the door. They walked in arm in arm, Mrs. Jennings str...
A special Thanks to SecretHotMama for her editing services! Her time and efforts are much appreciated. Any mistakes you may find, although I tried to fix all of them, are all on me. To everyone reading: Thanks for reading the last installment of Mr. Fuckability. I wouldn't be this far without you. Chapter 7 I'm not going to meet the girls at Monuts as...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the persons, characters, franchises or places depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence....
It is Winter 1966. When five couples find themselves stranded at a remote high class inn by extreme weather conditions, they amuse each other by relating stories of an erotic nature, as well as taking part in all kinds of private and group sexual activities. The Host began with a tale about a birthday orgy involving a current top film star. The Theatre Comp...
It was Christmas 2005. I sat on the lounge floor with my sister surrounded by family and friends. The Christmas tree sparkled and after our dinner we had gathered round the tree to open our presents. As I felt Aunties soft parcel Mum whispered in my ear. 'Be grateful for what ever you receive. We all know Aunties a bit kooky. I've no idea what she's bought y...
As I get older, I find my thoughts drifting back, more and more often, to that one night, 20 years ago. Though it consumes my thoughts, sometimes I still find myself questioning whether it ever really happened. Was it just some adolescent fantasy that I've managed to fool myself into believing actually happened to me? But then I close my eyes and it's like I...
Friday evening ------- "You look a little down Michelle, what's going on?" It was Paul Murphy. He's one of the local cops from the next suburb. We've gotten to know each other professionally over the past year when I occasionally worked ER afternoons. We've been friendly, but nothing more than professionally. "Oh, a couple of things getting me down. How...
I woke gradually from a wonderful sleep, the kind of soft and complete sleep that leaves you rested, comfortable and fresh. As I opened my eyes the reality of my situation returned with the strangeness of the room. This was not the sofa of Marianne's small apartment. I was in my new room at David's opulent Houston home. There was no fear in the awareness, no...
Nothing. They find nothing, see nothing, learn nothing new. Somebody knew who took them. And that someone wasn't telling. And they had not heard from Lyssa since her initial scream. Emmett was growling continuously. Randall was short, and trying not to bark orders for the sake of doing something. Ariel was still in estrus and barely holding it together....