Mira Stories

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From Lebanon With Love: U Of T

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Why is it that the women with the biggest and most beautiful butts tend to have the most attitude? Seriously, one has to wonder. The first time I spotted Mira Nazeem I went to the graduate student lounge to make a copy of a document and fax it to the social services department. I had never been to the graduate lounge, being a third-year undergrad and all. To...

A Tender Touch of Change

by BacchanaliaoftheRedWolf on Dec 24, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Paine pulled yet another dart from his leather jerkin with a grimace, and muttered to himself. "Oh yes, it'll be easy. Recover a historical artefact, no monsterfolk fight anymore, so you've only got animals to worry about. Bollocks we have." It had not been a good day, and he balefully stared at the sandstone walls. There had been animals, big sodding lizard...

Meet Your Sexy Daughter

by Egmont Grigor on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

ONE Nineteen, a virgin and only being kissed by relatives, it's probable Mira Bergen registers a minus on the mythical scale local males use when discussing the sexuality of the town's woman folk. Clearly, Mira will have been off the scale with the former undertaker's widow Mrs Jarvis (98), the hell and brimstone clergywoman Martha Williams (66) and the re...

Jan's Boudoir Photo Shoot

by cuckold308 on May 13, 2020
Interracial Love

As big birthday of Michael's was rapidly approaching, I was stressing, trying to determine the appropriate gift for this occasion. A number of women I know had boudoir photo shoots. The resulting album of pictures given to their husbands as a gift. Each and every one said their spouses agreed, it was the best present ever. Everyone unanimously recommended...

Mira Ch. 15

by secretme on Sep 18, 2017
Erotic Horror

Okay guys, it's been a fun ride, but this is it. Mira is over, sorta... Tee Hee... You'll find some hints in the epilogue. I've got a few ideas that I'm going to use. Don't take that wrong. I'm not doing a sequel to Mira. I'm going back to Leader of the Pack now. Yes you all heard me right. Keep an eye on my profile. You should be seeing more chapters of LOT...

Larry's New World

by majorpayne_1342 on May 8, 2018
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Being an introvert can be pretty challenging at times. You live day by day; going to work or school then straight home. Clubs, parties, or any other social gatherings are things they typically stay away from. Such is the case for Larry Driver. At the age of 24, he works overnight as a security guard, Monday through Friday, from 10 pm to 6 am. After going t...

Hunter Hunted Ch. 08

by Daniellekitten on Sep 19, 2017
NonHuman

Slaves to the man. Chapter Eight Shadow waved Hunter and Mirage toward the chairs that sat in front of his desk. Mirage sat, glancing over and meeting Hunter's eyes. He shrugged and then his gaze went to Shadow as the director of ASP sank down in the chair behind the desk. "Have either of you ever seen one of the shells acting like that?" Mirage shudde...

Misery Rides Again Ch. 03

by Bill Smith on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The girls are once again in the restroom. I hear giggles and hushed whispers. I start to wonder what may be going on, but after shaking my head I drive the thought away as it could be anything. I head to my closet, look at the slacks and I just can't bring myself to put them on. Turning to the dresser I head for the bottom drawer and pull out some shorts....

Mira the Captive Ch. 04

by Kokeen on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Chapter 4: The Auction Mira sat bound to her armchair in the dining chamber, watching Tiran guards lead Earth women away. Her nerve-endings buzzed. Today, after bathing her, Silerna had rubbed bandy oil over every inch of Mira's body, leaving her shiny and smooth, with the arousing scent of the oil rising, heated, from her skin. The guard had given Mira two...

Misery Rides Again Ch. 05

by Bill Smith on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Friday at last, I think as I enter the garage. Has my life been reduced to living for Friday evenings and weekends? Yep, but it is not too bad considering all that transpired last weekend, and what is to transpire this weekend. Smiling I enter the house. "George your late," Justine tells me with both hands on her hips. Not saying a word I slip my arms betw...