Maia Mitchell Stories

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Westrons Pt. 17

by AspernEssling on Aug 20, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I never saw the boat party, or the Wedding Flotilla - whatever you choose to call it. It's a shame, too, because Tallia had a lot to do with its success. Kanitz questioned the Palace functionaries in charge of the seating for the Garden Concert. She sacked them all. - "I couldn't tell which ones helped Iloni. I think they were all lying." she said. Tha...

Is This What You Really Want? Ch. 02

by JoyceJulep on May 11, 2020
Fetish

He had parked on the edge of the deck, so as he trudged to his car he was able to see out into the night. It was a clear, crisp evening — there wasn't a single cloud in the sky, and a the ghostly silver of a crescent moon had risen up in the east to compliment the innumerable twinkling of stars that sprinkled the heavens. It was the kind of calm, beautiful...

Room Ch. 06

by dirtyblonde_79 on Jan 1, 2019
BDSM

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** **This is Room 6. You may wish to read Rooms 1 through 5 to follow Jay's journey through the Institution. I welcome feedback and ideas so feel free to get in touch.** ***** Jay concluded whatever toxic concoction his whisky had been spiked with had worn off - his cock more or le...

The Dentist

by carvohi on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

Introduction: I don't have anything to preface this story with except to say it involves infidelity and divorce. There is no underage sexually activity in this story. After you read it leave whatever comments you want. I was going to block anonymous comments, but I got a couple really convincing private emails explaining some reader's preferences for anonym...

Mr. Right? Ch. 01

by angelicsounds on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

This is my first submission and I'd like any feedback you all have for me. ------------------------------------------------ Giggling, Staci sipped her drink and continued to listen to the five drunken girls bellow out the lyrics to "Baby got Back". She leaned over to her friend Maia and practically yelled to be heard over the music, "Why is it that the g...

Accession: CATU Book 5 Ch. 22-23

by JoeBarnosky on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Oil Platform, North Arctic Agent Spencer Reeds and Agent Julie Branon hitch a ride aboard the USS Flaxfire. Grines calls in a couple of favors to get the two aboard the submarine and into the Arctic Ocean undetected. The submarine is equipped with the latest in stealth technology enabling it to get within a half mile of the oil platform. Spencer and Branon...

Westrons Pt. 26

by AspernEssling on Sep 24, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"Leave us." said Iloni. - "I want to speak to him." said Aneli. - "And so you shall." said Iloni. But she directed the soldiers to bind my feet to the chair legs, and to tie my hands behind my back. That done, she ordered everyone out of the room. Still, Aneli delayed. "I'm sorry, Cook - for the indignity. We had to ... make certain that you would give...

The Most Fun Game

by barnaclefaulty on Jul 3, 2016
Erotic Couplings

Andrew Carrick raced up the ice. The 19 year old high school senior out of Michigan's own Harlan High school was one of the top players on his high school team. Originally drafted by the London Knights of the Ontario Hockey League, Andrew was cut halfway through the year for obnoxious behaviour (ie. Getting drunk, fucking too may girls, fucking too many drun...

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Westrons Pt. 07

by AspernEssling on Jul 2, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

- "What's wrong with our ramrods?" asked Langoret. - "Wood dries out. Eventually it grow brittle. If a soldier snaps or breaks her ramrod, she's disarmed herself. You should use iron." She nodded. Langoret would go away and think about what I'd said. She was a serious soldier, and devoted to her career. I was surprised to discover that she was only a few...

Mikey’s Decision

by VeraCBlake on May 12, 2020
Transgender & Crossdressers

Mikey's Decision: A Feminization Story By Vera Blake Part I The Meeting During the third week of quarantine, I took a jog out into the deserted Carolina night and felt inconceivably light on my feet. For just a moment then, as shameful as it was liberating, I forgot I was a man; I forgot I was anything but a pair of eyes hovering just above the mist. Of c...