Dear readers, Thank you so much for your comments and feedback on this story so far. Greatly appreciated! FYI - There are three previous chapters to this story, and while I think this chapter could stand on its own, you might enjoy it more if you understand the context from the first three chapters. Big giant THANK YOU to aussie_101 for making the proce...
Nico stared up at the two drop-dead gorgeous plantgirls, trying to stop his fingers from ever-so-slightly stroking his still-clad member. His head spun as the pink mist rose around him, as the shining light from the liliraune blossom made him feel dizzy and disoriented, as the sight of the plantgirls fondling and kissing and toying with each other made him h...
Chapter 1 The setting sun painted the surrounding hilltops a washed-out orange as the echo of three sudden gunshots penetrated the gloom to the valley floor. Standing outside of the farmhouse, freckle-faced and buxom Flossie (Florence) MacFie, conspicuous with masses of fading red-hair, made four unsuccessful sweeps through binoculars of the rugged foothi...
I had been a schoolteacher before my divorce but now I was set with cash from my ex-husband and ready to mingle. I had been married for almost 16 years when I had caught him with another woman. Now it was my time to reclaim my lost youth. It was my time to have fun. I got invited to the first party by a friend of a friend who wanted to date me. I wasn't so...
17 April 1922, Berlin Three riding crops were lined up in a row. Two cat o' nine tails next to them. A leather mask and bustier. Cuffs lined with mink. On a raised dais was a daybed draped in red velvet. Candles flickered in sconces on the walls. Fierce heat from the fireplace. It wasn't your typical showroom, but then Ingrid was a master--or rather, mistr...
Dear readers, It's been quite a tumultuous year, since I posted my last story. Thank you so much for your comments and messages of encouragement. I hope you enjoy this new series. If you've read any of my previous stories, you'll know there will be some plot and character development before we get to the juicy parts -- but we WILL get to the juicy parts!...
Chelsea was pushed hard against the door of the suite. George was frantically fumbling for the key to his hotel room while groping at her breasts. Chelsea's green dress was bunched up around her hips and she was furiously rubbing her clit. It was sore and wet from when he had attacked her in the elevator. His cock was still hard and pushing against his expen...
The following is intended for people 18 or older. It contains adult material including sex, fighting, human trafficking, and mind-boggling plot twists created by a moron with too much free time on his hands. No animals were harmed in the making of this story, except for an unfortunate herd of oxen and a platypus that had it coming. Thanks to Scalia for editi...
ONE "AAAAaaaahhhh!!! Jesus!!!!" Candace moaned softly before biting her lower lip. She was bent over her large executive desk as Marcus pounded his long, thick shaft deep into her wet pussy. His hands were under her skirt, wrapped around her slim waist, her tiny panties stretched tightly between her ankles. Candace felt her breasts swinging beneath her and...
PART ONE: INNOCENCE Finally, after what seems like eons of waiting, there's a knock at the door. Alys smoothes the fine silky fabric over her thighs, her damp palms leaving streaks of which she's blissfully unaware as she curls her fingers over the plain doorknob, turns it and swings the door wide. And there he is. Her heart. Smiling at her with that gent...