A message for those who like my stories, those who hate my stories, those who are indifferent and those who have yet to make up their minds. I have often stated that I really don't care what others think about my stories, that I write for my own enjoyment and then I offer to share. If you like my stories fine and if you don't, also fine since I have alread...
John joined the BDSM contact site, he wrote a thoughtful profile including the phrases Lisa had given him; chose a nice classy anonymous profile photo and set about compiling a hotlist of suitable members to contact. John sent winks and emails via the site, used the live chat and instant messaging features to build himself a network. One local-ish slut seeme...
Chapter 2: The Demon Lover Note to reader: This is the second story in a series about a woman called Kitty and her sexual awakenings. While it is quite possible to read it as a stand-alone story, I would recommend that you first read "Kitty Gets Naughty" to appreciate who this character is and the people and events that shape her experiences. The idea for t...
Alright, I'm not sure how to say this so I'm just going to say it. My name is Halima Khan and I'm a young woman of Saudi Arabian and Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario. I attend Carleton University, where I study business administration. Most people assume that I'm just another hijab-wearing pious and chaste Muslim gal when they...
WARNING: This story contains dickgirls/futanari. If you aren't into this sort of thing, please don't read it anyway then cry about it in the comment section. If you are into this sort of thing, carry on smartly. ***** For blacksmiths, things were always busiest with the spring thaw. Generally, only two groups made up the bulk of the brisk trade. There were...
He felt her presence before she'd even made a sound. Something changed in the room when she was there. It wasn't the change in temperature from the cool night air coming in through the open window. It wasn't the change in the light coming in from the outside, her dark form casting a shadow on his bed. It wasn't the change to a breathless silence as the crick...
A conversation inside Chateaux de Ally The situation I am lying on an ottoman, naked but for my jewellery, the cum from a man other than my husband dripping from my recently fucked pussy. It slides down my naked thighs leaving a glistening trail in the candlelight. Man pig shuffles into view from the shadowy recesses of the corner. He grunts and I wave my...
As Salam Alaikum, dear reader. My name is Yasmin Hussein, and I'm a young woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I attend Algonquin College, where I study accounting and I live in the east end with my boyfriend Steve Salomon. The big and tall young Haitian guy stole my heart a long time ago. I love this man something fierce and I woul...
The Lure of Power Chapter 1: Ascent The icy rain swept the ferry roughly. The night air and the gnarled rope bit harshly into the tall young man's fingers as he pulled the flat bottom boat ever further towards their destination. After several hours, the shoreline gradually came into view through the heavy fog. As the ferry ran aground, he helped the young...
First of all, I do NOT own Elder Scrolls, or any part of it, I'm writing this purely for fun, not profit. Enjoy. ***** "What do you mean," I asked Nusha, feeling irritated, 'I don't have an argonian soul?' My body is argonian, what other kind of soul could I have?" "To be fully sure of your soul," my old homevillage's shaman answered, "you must find a way...