Author's Note: Remember those non-sexy chapters I mentioned earlier on? These are them. CW for more mentions of non-con, though nothing will ever be shown in graphic detail in this series. Next week is the grand finale, so if you've been enjoying the story, please let me know! Part 2, Mastery, has been sent out to beta readers and should start appearing in a...
Dear Shoeblossom I had a sister, Huxley, ("Hubert and Huxley, so cute") and we lived at home during our university years, as Pop was bursar at the local college, so we went for free. Huxley had a best friend, Tamsin, who was cute but chubby, and I teased her about it, and one day Tam pulled my pants down when no one was around, and gave me a spanking--me,...
The three young men talking over their beers were merchants, foreigners from far away. You could obviously tell it by their looks, their clothes, and their accents -- but also, by the excitement in their voices. "Yeah, I mean, I've heard the stories, right, but you know the stories you hear in port towns..." "All made up—" "Yeah, yeah. So I was hoping tha...
Two days had passed in the Dark Elf Town. Celedwin enjoyed the public bondage, and the Dark Elves' strange, sexually addicted symbiosis with humans. A philosopher said that the perfect parasite improves its host. She wondered if this fit these monsters. -Back at Centaur's Heart, rooftop.- The tavern Celedwin stayed in had a new, modern roof made of concre...
An interesting way to inject fertilizer. * My name is Susan. I am 36 years old and on my second marriage. I live in what most people would call a mansion. More rooms than I ever use, acres of manicured grounds, with a gated security system. Judgmental people consider me to be a trophy wife. I am not ashamed of that. Why should I be? I live the life of th...
I would love for anyone that reads this story to leave to their comments either publicly or privately. Share your thoughts! 1-1: INTRODUCTION This story takes place in 1998, back when the internet was in its infancy and the world seemed like a far more innocent place. In college I was a business major and a psychology minor. During one of our psych cla...
Ting sat high in the saddle, her pussy tight against Wendy's mouth. Occasionally she would lean forward, allowing Bill's cock to pump a few more rivulets from her tight little cunt once more. Wendy was getting the benefit of both her husband's and my wife's juices, rubbing her tits as I watched. It had already been one heck of a night! I had fucked Wendy un...
As always, thanks for reading and posting. For those of you who enjoyed my story, I hope this ties up any loose ends and ultimately gives you the warm fuzzies. And for those of you who didn't... thanks for letting me know where I went wrong. Cate xx ***** One Year Later "Have I told you just how much I love you?" Sammie smiled down at Jake, nuzzling aga...
The early evening ocean swells swept over Gina and me in a calm languid fashion. Gone were the crushing breakers of the early afternoon. Gone were the young, hard-bodied surfers. Gone were the yelling, giggling kids. Gone was the incessant screech of jet-skis. Gina's arms were linked around my neck just as her legs were linked around my waist. The top of her...
Time is measured in seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years. Distance is measured in feet, yards, acres, and miles. But time can feel like it's frozen in place and a few hundred miles can feel like hundreds of light years when you are away from the one you love. There is a delicate equilibrium to maintaining a long-distance love affair. Most...