"Hearken to me! Ye who hears these words, for thine ears have been blessed to find themselves under my spell! Tales of Glory! Tales of Woe! Tales of-!" The tankard of ale was thrown lazily, but as it arced over the head of inn's patrons cloistered about the tables in the common room, it proved to have been imbued with an unerring aim as it maintained its up...
Needless to say Diane's panties became my most prized possession. Working all day, very successfully now, if I may brag, I looked forward every evening to come home, take our her panties, and masturbate. No matter what I did, how I did it, nor where I did it, the pleasure was never as intense as it had been when Diane had milked me. The few girls I dated w...
Chapter 7 - Honey's Melons At sunrise Darling and Kelly sat side by side on the mossy bank of MilkTitty lake together, naked, shoulders touching, and their eyes drifting from the beautiful setting to one another. Never in the history of love and lust had any pair been more perfectly fit for one another. They were insatiable for each other, and as deeply in...
Lisa notices the adventuring party rising from their chairs and sweeps over to collect the small pile of weird coins they'd left on the table. The elf and the walking arsenal drag the inert body of their wizard while the dwarf cleric shakes his head disapprovingly and mutters, "Lightweight." She sidles up to the warrior with a big smile and asks, "Hey, big...
"Captain Wan, when was the last time you masturbated?" Captain Selena Wan paused, hands frozen above the palmtop computer she was holding. The voice was not obviously male nor female, old nor young. Clearly synthetic, but with a timbre and pitch carefully calibrated to be pleasant and soothing to the human ear. Although its volume was gentle, it filled the...
This story contains themes of futanari on male, futanari on futanari, and incest. Also, silliness. Lady Priscella has recently reached her majority at 19, and the other characters are older. As soon as she was distracted by the truffles, I slipped away from my Aunt Claire and into the reading room. I thoroughly enjoy parties, of course, but my chaperone c...
—My heartfelt thanks to the phenomenally talented EvansLily and TangledinYou for their advice, wit and generosity.— * Another kiss. Another mistake. But Sascha ignored the warnings again as she sought out the taste that lingered behind the whiskey and clove cigarettes. The flavor she'd known for six years. Alex's eyes were black when he raised his head. Sh...
Author's Notes: Thank you all so much for coming back (or for continuing along, if you weren't reading this series before the Great Plague of 2020). I know that I haven't posted a new chapter in quite some time, but most of you have been very patient and supportive. My thanks to those of you who took the time to comment or send messages of encouragement. In...
Notes: All characters are over 18 years of age. Jenni is 26, Mark is 35, Freddy is 37. No one is an actual blood relative, though they think in those terms. This picks up a few weeks after where "A Perfect Fit" left off. At this point, I'm not sure how important it would be to read that first. The plan is to try to make this readable on its own without going...
Three at last, They reciprocate until he can no longer co-operate. ....................... The sweet mind pictures of his first day with Rachel fade and Dave comes back to bright sunshine reality as they cross the living room and stand at the door to the sun porch. Sandy pulls him by his ever swelling dick leash through the living room. She pauses at the...