Dame Sara Illou, Knight of the Land, sat astride her steed Snowglide as the mare carefully picked her way up the mountainside. She and Sophie had split up that morning, both agreeing that they would return to the camp that evening if neither of them found anything. Sophie had gone east, and Sara had gone west. Below her she could see the huge waterfall that...
The internet is a fantastic information distributing invention. The information it distributes can lead to fascinating, even improbable events. For example, a social media site enabled my wife of seven years to reconnect with her college roommate, Marie. They had fallen out of touch, then out of the information superhighway (remember that) Marie reconnected...
I have been accused of been a bit posh. I don't think I am but I can understand why people say so. My parents are rich and like most parents they want what's best for me, so I had the best schooling, including elocution lessons, so I do sound posh, even if I don't always feel or act posh. I can be a bit snobbish at times but deep down I am just a normal girl...
Waves lapped gently against the shore, bringing with them a coarse salty wind that whipped across the tree tops above Ardon's head. It was midnight, and he was deep in the forest north of the capital, at the mouth of the Hessapac River where it met the sea. The kingdom was built on hard clay soil, but the banks of the Hessapac were a rich brown silt that sme...
Chapter 3: The Cult of Ash Scout hurried along the marketplace, clinging her torn robe together in both hands. Her face burned a deep shade of pink as she quickly and desperately scanned the stalls. As usual, they all try to call their wares out to her, but she would walk past them, avoiding them. She'd also avoid eye contact with the other shoppers, in hop...
I'm a proud nineteen year old Japanese young woman, born and raised in Tokyo, but I never really felt that I truly belonged there. My wild and free American soul has always felt constrained by Japanese customs. That's why I moved to the United States. Yes, I'm a typical petite long haired Japanese woman raised by traditional parents, but according to my moth...
Matt was stretching his tongue as far as he could as Darla pressed her ass down on his face. He opened his eyes and could see her leaning and hanging onto the headboard. He reached up and massaged her boobs as his tongue swirled around inside her pussy. He was lucky she weighed less than one hundred pounds otherwise she would have been smashing his face in...
It was late, Suzy was on the last bus home and she had had a great night out. Plenty of dancing and drinking. And more than a few admiring glance or two from the men in the bars. All of which had left her very happy indeed and pleased with herself. Her reverie was shattered as a weight fell into the seat next to her. Some sweaty bulk of a man, smelling of b...
This is a short one I wrote to try and get the creative juices flowing again. I have a couple stories I need to finish and am having a tough time putting words to paper. The idea is to take standard Loving Wives tropes and write a slightly different Loving Wives story. Please feel free to let me know how I did. Ahaz * "Good job George, all that's left is...
This story is about a girl, Nikky not getting enough attention from his boyfriend and decided to go on her own adventure. Hope you like it. *************************** Dearest, Honey. I have to tell... to confess to you this... I wanted to tell you face to face, but you were out too fast this morning. First of all, don't blame yourself after finished rea...