I looked it up: "Our earliest substantiated evidence for elf-beliefs comes from Anglo-Saxon England, medieval Iceland, and the German-speaking world of the time. Some general themes are apparent in the texts: elves were human-like; were once pagan divinities of some kind; and were so dangerous they could cause harm to people or livestock and might seduce peo...
9:30 AM: I awaken as I do every morning...to the soft sounds of classical music and my arms wrapped around my female sub, Sleepy. I don't like to sleep alone. I like to have someone to hold on to...to be my teddy bear...to squeeze and to cuddle. She is soft and warm and naked and I always seem to wake up with my hands clutching her tits or my head nestled be...
He pulls my shirt down with his teeth; he’s cute like that. I smile at him as my breasts come free. “Love ya’ sexy babe,” I tell him. He winks and goes back to work. I look over at his shirt carelessly tossed to the floor and then back to him, his smooth chest, god, so sexy, I love it. His pecks stand out subtly and I feel the smooth bumps and dips that...
Jackie found herself on her hands and knees with all four fingers of his left hand deep in her vagina. The index finger of His right hand was rhythmically thrusting in and out of her ass. Two hours earlier she was still undecided. The confrontation they had had was stupid and she knew she was at fault. Why she had become so upset when He had to finish thei...
It was three in the afternoon on a Saturday, a time I would normally just be shaking myself awake and finishing my third cup of tea. Today, however, I was already finishing off my busy day. My girlfriend had gotten me to wake up early so we could eat lunch and then go out to a museum. If not for her encouragement, I would be sitting in front of my computer s...
OK, I was bored. Really I don't have any excuses. Nor should I have any. I was reading erotic stories online again. Some interested me. A lot didn't. I guess I expected too much. Not that I'm in any position to complain, the stories I've tried to write but all of mine come out as half-assed and looking like a horny teen age boy wrote them. One story, I foun...
The world would run much more smoothly if everyone knew their place. My name is Kristin Jill Peterson and I firmly believe we all have our place in this world. Some of us must lead. The rest of us must serve. I belong to the category of leaders. I'm a five-foot-eleven, kind of chubby and big-bottomed, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the cit...
A couple of years ago, I was frequenting this one strip club in the City. I can't remember the name anymore, but the girls were hot and had a habit of taking off more than they were supposed to and letting you touch. There was the one stripper their named Lolita. She was especially hot and knew how to get everyone turned on. When she was on stage, you coul...
Please send me feedback (Good or Bad). Flames will be ignored! As we lay there recuperating from our recent sexual bout, Freda arose and said she was going to go make us a snack and that she would return shortly. As I lay there relaxing after the most intense sexual experience of my life, my mind started wandering. I thought to myself, "Where did she get...
A shadow fell over Brooke’s eyes. They snapped up. “Hey! What the hell is the big idea? Get out of my light!” She growled. Her tan and lithe body lay spread on her bed; her head propped up by her hand. She had been reading a book until someone had interrupted her. “Whoa!! A little bit early to be baring your claws, isn’t it Slut?” Ryla stood in front of Br...