The Wicked Witch of the west sat in her lavish bed chamber, staring at her new image. She was ethereal in her beauty, with long, straight black hair, perfectly white, straight teeth, creamy skin and perfect features. Her eyes were a striking cobalt blue in a pale face. The lashes surrounding them were thick and lush. "I love glamour.." She said aloud, her...
This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Sunday, October 28 Veronica and I were the first in our bed to awaken. I cuddled her against me and suggested that she go in and give Max a wake up blow job. "I really want Dave or Emerson to be the first man other than you to be in my mouth or pussy," she...
The idea for this tale came from a posting by Kinkycanucks on the 'Story Ideas' section of the Forum. So thanks to them. As usual, please comment, rate and follow. ***** 'You are not going to believe what happened to me on Saturday night.' My neighbour Hazel was looking me straight in the eye while she spoke. She held my look for a long moment before dipp...
Dear Readers, thank you for reading these stories thus far, this chapter took a while to appear and I should warn you it's a long one. However there were several things mentioned in previous chapters all of which I felt I needed to bring together in this chapter. I am mixing several mythologies and taking ideas from a variety of literary sources to create t...
Hazel fidgeted as she sat on the sofa. Trudy seemed to notice her discomfort, and reached out to hold her hand to reassure her. Thankfully, Trudy had been even less skeptical than she had expected. When she had told her about the incidents on the beach and her concurrent dreams, Trudy had laughed at first, but then she seemed to suddenly switch tack and beco...
A number of times since I had first met my lover Debbie, she had told me that she was anxious to find herself her own job. She said that her husbands income was insufficient and meant that she did not have the personal freedom that she yearned. I agreed that on occasions it had been difficult for her to get out to see me without taking risks, and I along wit...
If the definition of a prostitute is someone that sells there body for money then my wife has just turned pro. Since leaving the grasp of Mr. Houseman (see Hazel and the rent man) and his heavies life had been getting better and better. I’d accepted the fact that Hazel needed more cock than I could give her and was happy for Tom, the tenant down stairs to f...
Epilogue Once the heart had been burned the demon's body was dragged to the fire and slowly all the earthly evidence of it's existence was burned away. Both genies looked at each other and smiled as they felt their powers returning, they also looked at their immensely oversized master and smiled in awe of what had happened, what he'd done. They watched as...
Jack looked down at the now empty glass sitting in front of him then up at the bartender who started to reach for it. Jack held up a hand refusing the drink. He had driving to do and obviously being drunk wasn't the best way to get home. Enough shit had already gone wrong in his life over the last few months without him intentionally complicating things. "Wh...
I reached out for a towel as I stepped from the shower, and wrapped it around my waist without bothering to get dried, knowing that I'd dry off soon enough in the heat of the early morning sun. I grabbed another towel and rubbed my hair as I walked through the bedroom and out onto the balcony of my hotel room. The heat hit me straightaway -- it was going to...