Mila was tired as she stepped into her last class of the day. It was hot and stuffy in the classroom as she took her seat in the back of the class. She pulled at her ill fitting uniform, the standard plaid skirt and white blouse, her breasts straining at the flimsy buttons. It was just another thing to add to the list of things she hated about the damn schoo...
There is a school of magic which has no name. It has no name because there really is only one, built inside of an ancient castle once controlled by a powerful mage they had taught young minds how to harness the mystic powers for two hundred years. The large and foreboding castle was built upon a nexus of magic, making it a powerful location to be a school. F...
The simple truth is, life isn't fair. People who treat others poorly can end up being rich, successful, even happy, all while hurting the good people (or at least the ones minding their own business) in their wake. Beautiful women seem to be especially good at this, as it's easier to forgive someone for their bad behavior when they have a smile that can melt...
Lady Mellisa Pole is a heiress to a vast fortune, her parents dying when she was young in a car crash and her grandmother passing away recently. She has an estate in a nearby town, but it is cared for by servants. Since she inherited her fortune and title, she continues to attend Magic school to learn more of the mystic arts that is her family's legacy. As...
As the evenings feasting drew to an end the sense of anticipation was almost palpable. On this night, Goddesses solstice night, the ancient rites would be enacted by all adults of consenting age, as they had been for centuries. Dragan Constantin felt a cold knot of tension in his belly, and knew he had to get away from here, and quickly. He looked around to...
A Tale from the Erotic Adventures of Solomon Magus CHAPTER ONE Arpakshad is a land of exotic wonders. On any given day---save the Day of Celebration, for that is when all businesses close and all the people remain in their homes, or congregate in their spiritual temples to honor their goddess, Rani---but on most other days, one can travel through the mark...
Kate and I usually travel two-up on one bike. We rarely tour with others because it's tough to find another couple, let alone a group, who are in sync with what we want to do any given day. A long trip becomes a series of annoying compromises with a group. We also miss a lot of opportunities to meet locals along the way. We don't have to compromise when it i...
The good news is my wife is from the Philippines. The bad news is my wife is from the Philippines. Because, in addition to my wife, I LOVE prostitutes. Just read my other stories on this site--they're all about hookers one way or another. Despite (in my opinion) that the best place for prostitution in the whole wide world is the Philippines, because of my w...
A chill mist surrounded the unreasonably large castle at the heart of the Valley of Quorn. This castle was both fortress and palace, yet, in truth, neither. Built over more than 500 years the castle was more like a small city than a castle, and rather than a palace, it was in truth a university. What did they teach there? Adventuring, the ancient and honor...
The alarm clock went off at 4:30 am sharp, dragging me back to consciousness from a sleep that I thought, last night, would never come. Things are usually better in the morning right? Let's see. Nope, this still sucks. I set the alarm last night because, well, what else am I going to do? I reserved the boat, bought the plane tickets, stopped the mail, all th...