It has been quite some time since my last submission in this series, if you have not read any of the preceding chapters I think you should! * As always, this is just one look at the CFNM genre and probably not the most popular but, really ladies, you have no idea how much potential power you have! The story continues; As Thomas left the parlor Miss Conr...
The castle was quiet, the servants focussed and busy preparing for the evening's festivities. It was the last feast before the games commenced the following day and promised to be the biggest event for years. Marquees were being installed in the grounds to accommodate all the local villagers that had been invited and the air was full of the noise of hammers...
Lawrence Richards was in a bad mood. He was a fine art photographer who specialised in landscape and architecture, but like most artists, he was struggling to make ends meet. Now, he had had to resort to wedding photography to pay the bills and he hated it. Shooting weddings reminded him of crucifixion except that it was slower and more painful, and to add i...
Chapter 3: Jasiri Jasiri's eyes shot open. The pain was gone. The gaping wound to his abdomen was closed and bandaged, and he felt a little better. He wasn't sure for how long he'd been unconscious, but he knew one thing: somebody had saved him, and for that he was extremely grateful. He looked around him, he was in some sort of cave, wrapped in furs. T...
Decisively, or rather, hoping for the appearance of decisiveness, Ann spurred her horse in the direction of a small hamlet to the west of her castle. As her heels encouraged the horse into a gallop the rhythm of his hooves, the heaviness of his breath, the focus required to control and guide his strength consumed Ann entirely. This horse had been at her side...
Now Lawrence says the whole thing was my doing, but he's wrong. I know the limits of my powers. Yes, I arranged the chairs in the living room of the cottage in a congenial circle that might be construed as a sort of theatre-in-the-round. I was definitely guilty of filling the room with candle-lit lanterns, the perfect lighting to bring a golden burnish to b...
"More wine, Ginnie?" Lawrence asked in a "maybe you've had enough" tone. "Yes, please," I answered, turning my gaze back to the last of the lingering sunset behind the Allegheny Mountains on the other side of the Shenandoah Valley. I was a bit amused at what must be a conundrum for him—wondering if I'd had too much to walk a straight line but enough to make...
Author's Note: When It Rains is the story of Jocelyn Miller and her fucked-up family. After her sister's disastrous wedding, Jocelyn finds solace in the arms of the one person she shouldn't. This is part 2 of 3. It contains an older man/younger woman relationship, family drama, twists, turns, secrets, and surprises. Driven mainly by plot, there are erotic...
Welcome to my new story. This is where we can read about our favorite and beautiful white actresses getting the dick that they deserve. These stories can be either in the actually show like Game of Thrones or Friends. Example Monica walk into the club with Rachel trying to find a good place to sit. When she see a large handsome black man waving them over. Or...
The new day dawned and Ann woke slowly. She had slept soundly and it took a moment for her mind to begin to resonate with the importance of the day. Although the tournament day had been hers yesterday the victory felt hollow, and her resolve was doubled to win today. Her mind was keen to wander, to the previous evening, to the sexual hunger that he had awake...