Alanna turned her face into the night breeze flowing through the Star Chamber, trying to relax. In recent weeks she had spent many sleepless hours at the boundary to the women's quarters, distracting herself by studying the exquisite mosaic. Here a swordsman on a rearing horse was pierced by three arrows, one eerily close to the same spot where her own thigh...
---Part Nine - Just us Guys --- I walked into my office and checked e-mail and phone messages, then looked at my calendar. Aside from one message, a co-worker calling me to say she had to take her kid to a dental appointment in the morning and wouldn't be in until noon, there was nothing pressing. I made a few calls, sent a few e-mails, talked to a few peop...
One of the few things that frustrates me about my wife is her seeming inability to be aware of time. Often this weakness results in her working late, cutting significantly into our family time. It's not that she does it on purpose or doesn't feel bad about it, though. In fact, sometimes she even offers to make it up to me in one way or another. One such occ...
Author's Note:- This story was inspired by the weather and my study days but I am not sure what I am trying to convey in this story and where I am getting at. Writing is therapeutic to me and helps me focus on something specific because I think a lot. If you had enjoyed this story and would like me to continue, feel free to let me know. I will try to devise...
"Get behind me, everyone!" Gwen slammed the bottom of her shield onto the floor, a thud reverberating throughout the crumbling throne room. She chanted a spell as her party mates dove behind her. A barrier erupted from her shield, enveloping the party in a protective dome just as a wave of fireballs crashed into its surface. The barrier shook, groaning und...
Astarte considered what their next steps would be. She was off work the following two days, so they had some time to get things done. They needed to get Onyx clothes of vis own, cookware and ingredients apparently, as well as the ownership license. The license wasn’t technically necessary, as their iron was legal proof of consent, but it came with a pet ID...
Little Princes Fuguo and Kaitao had more than doubled their birth weights. They knew how to roll over, and when they were arranged to sit up they could stay in those positions without support. They reached for and sometimes held interesting things. They played and mimicked facial expressions. They rolled around on the floor, often with a woman rolling around...
Chapter One Hundred Eighty-Five: Separation Anxiety The next morning at breakfast, Fergus informed us he'd found us passage to Ostwick leaving in the afternoon. We split up to get last-minute errands done, like packing and shopping for a few supplies. I insisted on going down to the Alienage with the hopes of running into Ena, and though Avanna grumbled, s...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Copperbutterfly for her editing to make this a better story. * I was in my third year of trying to make a living at running my uncle's ranch -- my dead uncle. I had been his sole h...
Carry forced a moan as her lips encased her Master's spit-lubed cock. Her tongue swirled around his member while she started to bob her head back and forth. Her Master exhaled, relaxing, as his slave serviced him. His half-closed eyes looked over her head at the baseball game on the television. Her Master's smooth, rigid dick usually calmed her troubles when...