He was kissing her legs. He loves to kiss her legs. Her legs are long and tight. He starts by kissing her left ankle. He crawls to the bottom of the bed, shoving the sheets out of his way, and begins kissing her ankle. He moves up her leg, kissing her calf. He lifts her leg up off of the bed to kiss the back of her calf, his tongue licking her skin. He slide...
(Author's note: This story was inspired by my tabletop gaming days. If you understand what that means, then you will have no problems understanding the magical references in this tale. For the rest of you, think of this story as something close to 'Lord Of The Rings.' Warrows are like hobbits, and the rest . . . well, that is easily figured out. This is t...
Goblin and Human Lyria found herself in the human world. She used an ancient artifact called the Mirror of Passage from her forest named Valera to go to Earth in search of love. Sex would be pleasurable but love would be preferable. Like most of the goblins in her forest, she was barely twice taller than a tree stump but she had a smile like one wouldn't...
Carrie was asleep in her bed, alone at home because her parents were on a trip. A pretty girl who had only turned eighteen a week ago, she was content and dreaming in her bed. Always a believer in fantasy and fairy tales, she had no idea that her long-held beliefs had drawn some of the less savory creatures of this nature to her. Obviously, they were far eas...
This is the first time that I've entered a story into one of the contests. I do hope that you enjoy it and please vote x (Meetings in graveyards can be a very spooky affair) * She perched on the corner of the gravestone, as the sun shone its last rays over the high wall. She was waiting for him, as she always waited. She tugged down her long blue summe...
STORMRIDERS' LAIR Gina Starbreeze Erotic Adventure, #1 Copyright (c) 2016 by I.V. D'ath. All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely...
Kelvin asked, "Are you well enough to take a trip into the city? As long as you're here, you're going to need some clothes and I'll show you around." Lyria couldn't wait but was losing her nerves over the chaos of it all. "I'd love to but I'm scared. It's so noisy! In the forest, all we heard were singing birds and chirping crickets." Lyria sat up and cl...
Goblins weren't like other races, they weren't sculpted by the gods but instead were crafted by dark wizards. They subjugated the largest band of amazonian orc warriors, and got to work, working in bits and pieces of all the natural races. They were defined by the short stature taken from the dwarves, the long ears of elves, the green skin and tusks from orc...
"Swords, please," the goblin snarls, thrusting a rusty metal bucket directly into my stomach. He bristles irritably, flexing every muscle in his scrawny arms. He doesn't even come up to my chest: I could snap his wiry neck with one hand. I could do without the attitude, so in response I clatter both weapons as hard as I can into bucket. Just as he starts dra...
Author's Note: This is my first story in this genre; a bit outside my normal fare so please let me know what you think. All comments are welcome. Needless to say this is a work of fiction. All characters are adults. Thank you for taking the time to read! Many thanks again to the author Karaline for her thorough review and suggestions. ***** Ree set the po...