He led her, through towers and stacks and shelves. Her eyes couldn't adjust to everything at once but he kept moving. Just a step ahead. Just two steps, his cologne a trail following him, urging her to follow it and connect. She did. They waltzed between the racks to the ceiling, her neck craning to see all the titles. He looked back, his eyes delighted at h...
So guess what? You're a god. I know, right? It's pretty cool. Infinite power has a lot of perks. You can be whatever gender or species that you desire. You can go to any universe and do whatever the fuck you want. For example, you could go to world where high fantasy is the name of the game. You could be a brave dragon-slaying knight or a buxom princess with...
A short tale set in the elven queendom... Zephira walked arm in arm with her slavegirl Muffin, browsing the newest acquisitions in the slave market. Naked male and female humans were chained, tied, caged, and even suspended for the viewing pleasure of elves like Zephira. She let her mind reach out, stealing inside the thoughts of these inferior beings, sear...
An abrasive train whistle cuts through your gentle sleep. As you groggily open your eyes, you see the familiar antique decor of your private train compartment. The bench across from you is empty. You sigh: it's been a while since you've had any kind of company, human or otherwise. Hopefully, those administrative privileges and the sexual endurance pill the p...
The title explains so much, but so little of my crazy thoughts, so please bare with me, as I do my best to explain my new found world of celebrity erotic fiction. Is there a after life there could be, or are we all reincarnated to live a new life after are death, let’s just say that we are reincarnated after each life we lived to live a new life, well that’s...
My name is Amber. I am married to a brunette, blue-eyed wimp named Ken. He's tall and muscularly built but has a really tiny penis. He has no job and lays around watching football all day when he isn't surfing porn. He farts a lot like a real man does, and giggles about it, but doesn't want anyone to see the resulting skid marks in his underwear. I'm five f...
To De-Valmont, whose prose is sublime poetry. For you...for reminding me the infinitely erotic power of words. Esto Perpetue... To the readers, those who have stuck with me through thick and slippery ;-) ...who have shared my erotic "wavelength", thank you...there is no story without you to share it with. To the merry band of misfits we call the Sex and Sp...
Chapter 1: The Vampire, The Witch and the Coven. ———— Ana Castegarde took a deep breath and resisted the urge to scream. No good had ever come of her losing her temper, and she knew that the moment it happened she'd automatically be railroaded by one Lola Burbank, the coven's enforcer and an annoyingly confident High Priestess. Lola had joined their...
White walls, window, blind. Drain in the floor. He can imagine blood, traces, spatters staining the white walls. Cleaning, someone cleaning them away. Ready, ready for him. One straight backed wooden chair sits there in the middle of the room Long blond hair, great breasts, narrow hips, long legs. She said, "Sit down and wait here for me," in her sexy hus...
Jana wondered whether the exquisite drifting feeling that she was experiencing was what floating in the womb and being born felt like, or whether it was closer to dying. Either way it was heavenly. She groaned contentedly as she moved her hands through the glutinous mess of mud that covered and cuddled her lithe body in the open air mosaic-tiled bath at the...