Mistress Marla loves horses. She was sometimes called mare, a female horse, and the idea of coupling with a stallion of her own makes her wet and juicy. Mistress Mare is the boss mare of her stable. She decided to examine the horses in her own stable, wondering what she is in the mood for today. She goes out for a stroll to eye the prospects. Mistress has...
On a small mesa, in the farmlands of Kansas, Whirling-Spirit-Mists-Sacred-Fire-Bearer sits... unlike so many of his Tribe at the Caern, he does not wear deerskin and "traditional" garb everywhere... only when he plans on a ceremony... which, apparently, he does, for his jeans and flannel shirt ore folded to the side, and he is in garb very strongly reminisce...
I remember one summer when I went out to the ranch of my friend Amanda's uncle. This was her father's youngest brother, making him around 40 at the time. We had just finished our third year of college and we were borderline ADD from the joy of completing our finals. We drove up on a hot, hot day in late April, and by the time we arrived at the ranch both of...
CHAPTER 7 – THE LAMB With her eyes closed, Lena smells the sweat from her naked body and the throbbing sensations in her pussy and ass from the sex she was forced to have. Going over the sexual ordeal in her mind, she knows eight or nine men, including her own father, fucked her. Lena recalls the shock she feel at the sight her father slamming his huge and...
This is a story I wrote for last year's NaNoWriMo. It is a Skyrim fanfic, but I have written it in such a way that you can enjoy it even if you have not played the game. If you like fantasy, with a bit of romance, elves, dragons and werewolves thrown in – you should like it. *** The Nords were a hardy race. They were considered little more than uncouth ba...
Laurie and Tracey sat back in the comfortable armchairs. They were sitting in Laurie's clean white playroom. The room's colours might have been non-traditional for a dungeon, but Laurie preferred the relaxing atmosphere that the light colours promoted. The ladies talked quietly as they sipped their wine and watched Michael in his bondage. Laurie had strapp...
Hi readers. Here's the next installment. As you can probably tell, this story is slowly coming to an end. I didn't mean for this story to go on for as long as it has, but it seems to have taken on a life of its own. I hope you enjoy reading these new chapters. Happy reading. As always, all characters are 18 years or older. * Chapter 13 Sam woke up late th...
Chapter Twenty Glade was by far the villager least visibly upset by the discovery that the winter route was blocked. While the chief and his most experienced hunters spent the rest of the day and all the next exploring and evaluating the few limited options available to them, she was preoccupied in checking the health and well-being of the woman and childre...
Always bet on the black I guess could be our motto, as I found out on our twenty-fifth anniversary in Las Vegas... My husband and myself decided to spend our milestone anniversary in Las Vegas. He is 45 and I am 44. I have to say I have taken good care of myself, my tits may sag slightly (but give me a break if you have 40DDs that is an achievement), and I...
My name is Samantha. I work mostly as a family therapist, but I previously worked as a hospital nurse doing triage. I've seen a lot of things no one should see. I'm pretty immune to most things I see, except animal cruelty and war. Triage can only make you used to gore and things that are abnormal. I currently work with a single mother and her son. Both of...