The Rutting Bull was the largest and loudest tavern in the loudest part of Torodon, a small but bustling trade city that was halfway on the road between several small kingdoms. The Rutting Bull attracted a diverse and sometimes disreputable clientele, as the city of Torodon was a famous haven for criminals, bandits, and travelling mercenaries who journeyed f...
I gave my wife a gentle kiss before climbing off the air mattress and sliding a pair of shorts up my legs. It was early, the sun barely peeking through the trees and dancing on the sides of the tent. I grabbed a power bar and a Gatorade and headed down to the boat. No one wanted to come along this morning, but that was fine with me. It meant I could work som...
The excuse I had used yesterday about being ill proved to be useful today, although I doubted I even needed an excuse to lie in bed as I had been doing since I returned from my afternoon with Tripp. I was a train wreck, and everyone could see it. "Are you sure there's nothing I can get for you?" my mom asked in that sweet, caring voice mothers use when the...
To fully grasp the significant thrust of this story it is advised that you read chapters 1 and 2 of Amish Country Blues first. Enjoy! * Hannah strode the several yards from the barn to the house dragging Tommy along behind her. Her mind was searching for the emotion that seemed to be coursing just beneath the surface of her conscious mind. Was she angry, o...
Victoria smiled as she admired her reflection in the huge floor to ceiling mirror wall in her elegant private dressing salon. She was glad the war was over; it was good to wear white gloves and nylons again. Examining her image more critically she adjusted her hat just a tad so her lovely blonde bangs peaked out just so. Now that the occupation was over th...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. *** Who was at the door? Briana wondered. Cole wouldn't ring the bell because he had a key. Briana leapt from bed, her short flared bareback dress swishing sexily around her thighs. She rushed downstairs to check out who it was. Surprisingly she hadn't heard from Cole. He should have been home by now. Home! It fel...
Author's Note: Welcome to the seventh chapter of the "true" story of Xena and Gabrielle. You will find this section extremely subtext-friendly. If two women showing their love for one another and having kinky sex is not your cup of tea, please find another story you'd like to read. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the series, ye...
[Author's note: If you don't like cuckold stories where the husband, who fantasies about his wife with other men, is tortured by conflicting emotions of jealous and lust, then you'll hate this story.] * Jen checked her hair and makeup one last time in the mirror. As she touched up her lipstick, she saw the small plastic dispenser. Mentally kicking herself...
Tamanna was sitting in her bed, wearing a bath robe, with a cup of coffee in her hand. She just has returned from her field trip and after having a good long bath, she was relaxing on her bed, remembering about the last few days. Days that have changed her life forever. She recalled each and everything about how Monoj took advantage of her drunk condition, t...
Readers beware: In this chapter, my two main characters have an unexpected encounter that takes their sexual experiences in a different and unanticipated direction. ONCE AGAIN I CAUTION READERS, this section contains various sex acts. M/F, F/F, MFF, oral stimulation of the penis, the anal area and the vagina with cum swapping/swallowing, strap-ons and some w...