***I wrote this one horny weekend in the middle of quarantine, deprived of companionship, I put my energy into writing. It's my first erotic story and I am sure there are many mistakes and continuity issues, however I honestly wrote it for my own enjoyment. Rather than never letting it see the light of day I thought I would give this a shot and see what you...
My grandfather used to tell me that everything that happens to you in life, good and bad, happens for a reason. I always thought he was giving me just another one of his maternal lectures that had been passed down by my mother, as she'd told me the same thing for years. I never realized how right they both were until..... Chapter One My name is Tom Mason a...
It was the last day of classes. All of the finals were finished, and everyone was celebrating. My finals had been particularly rough. It was the last semester of my freshman year and I didn't study as much as I should have. The problem was that I lived next door to a girl that I had been having sex with for most of the semester. Terra could be quite the dist...
The following story has been compiled from the diaries kept by a teacher at the Rotenberg Academy For Young Ladies in Paris. As explained in the previous story, the school was founded by Professor Alphonse Rotenberg in 1891 to instruct the daughters of rich and titled families in the finer arts of sex. It was widely accepted that if a girl was extremely prof...
/*** AUTHOR'S NOTE A while back I was asked to write a succubus-in-a-castle story. That eventually became 'Succubus Keep'. This is the first interpretation, rejected because it was a little darker than what the person actually wanted. I thought it was a shame to let such a deliciously diabolic succubus go to waste so I spruced it up and gave it a few tweak...
Hanna was sitting in the Pierced Boar tavern in the village of Morrovale. She was perched beside her best friend Sharesh, the Rakasta, on one of the tavern's bar stools. Hanna had one of the 'special' stools, which were noticeably taller, to accommodate the halflings' tendency to be three foot in height or less. Her sizable bare feet were propped onto the fi...
There are a number of legends from which it is said the modern Valentines Day has evolved. Some of which is the tale of Valentinus of Terni in AD 187 and the month of Gamelion (February) festivals dedicated to fertility and love. This story takes place in restrained and austere Ancient Rome where virtue and victory is inextricably entwined. ~*~ "Oh, to the...
Things really got dicey when I realized my three new friends, who had graciously invited me into their little neighborhood social clique was each, in her own right, a hornier beast than I was. This came as a revelation to me because I always thought I was the most sex-obsessed person I knew but these ladies were expert. The three women are Marty Sutter, a h...
Arl Eamon was cured. The ashes were proven to exist, and they were... a miracle. That's the only word I could think of. Once he was awake and ready to resume his rule, which was within the day, such was the power of the ashes, we sat down with him and told him everything that had happened since Ostagar, if not before. He shared his sorrow about the loss of C...
"Time to wake up Sadie." Slapping herself in the face repeatedly shocked her as much as the strange scenery before her. Every single impact of her palm upon her face was barely felt. In her thoughts Sadie Outlaw had to still be dreaming. So where was her long list of dream lovers then? There was no way this could be possible, right? Time travel was only in...