The individual words the priest droned were as meaningless to Alyce as the ancient runes carved into the dark rock at her back but taken together she knew their import. I had thought to see a few more summers before I heard my last rites. As a princess of the blood, she had always expected a somewhat longer and more comfortable future. True, she knew her ul...
Gimtesh Thresh, of the House Thresh and current captain of the unhappy needleship Banemaw, had been sweating bullets for the past twenty eight hours. And she normally didn't even bother with sweat glands to begin with. "Scrying report number three six two eight nine..." A bored sounding voice burred in the background – barely heard by Gimtesh. "No change."...
Dahlia sighed and reclined on her throne as one of her servants continued to pleasure her. The demon girl bounced on Dahlia's lap and her belly showed an obscene bulge every time her queen's massive slab of horsecock pushed into her. Despite the sight though, she was eagerly trying to shove more and more of it into her. Like all the other demons in Dahlia's...
There was a house on a hill in the city of Nightvale which was greatly feared by the inhabitants. There was nothing unusual about it, there were no eerie lights in the window nor gargoyles leering down on passer-by's. In fact it was a very pleasant looking three storey abode with magnificent views across the harbour. The gardens were well tended and in full...
This is more of a companion piece to 'A welcome break'. ***** A lonely mid morning bench in an almost deserted little suburban park on a dry, cloudy Winter weekday. The morning frost has gone, leaving drying grey asphalt paths and stark leafless trees under grey, poorly-backlit English skies. A slender young woman wearing dark blue jeans and a maroon Helly...
Disclaimer: This story is for Adults Only. If you are underage, exit now. Make sure to store this book where minors cannot access it. This book contains graphic language and scenes of sexual acts. All characters portrayed are over the age of 18 years old. All sexual acts are consenting. This story portrays scenes of intercourse, voyeur, hand, and Fellatio....
Every once in a very long while, when the planets align just so and the moon is blue, I am overcome by the strange urge to write a sex story that has a dude in it. This started out as a scene in a longer story that I've since shelved, but I really liked it so I figured I'd flesh it out a bit so that it can stand on its own. Or, at the very least, it can stan...
[Setting the scene: the events of this chapter take place at Dunharrow. Aragorn, who Éowyn has unsuccessfully tried to seduce, and the rest of his Rangers will depart for the Paths of the Dead in the morning.] Sweat. Heat. Need. Panting with lust, she nevertheless forced herself to remain still. She needed to think. Her encounter with Aragorn ended terr...
Okay, many of my readers are asking why Howie isn't getting it on more often with his sister Stephie and her girlfriend Candy. I know, I know, it's the heart of the story, but remember it's a long story; and the events currently being written about take place in relatively short order. For example, Howie gets it on with his mother—the girls fight over him a...
"I dream of a stairway to the skies, my angel is coming down from heaven to..." I hit the pause button on my game, looked at my phone, and my breath caught in my throat the way it always does when I see my girlfriend's name on the caller ID. Dumping the controller unceremoniously on the floor, I yanked the charging cord out of the phone and raised it to my...