Benedict heard the knock at his door. He wasn't expecting anyone this late at night, but apparently, someone had still come to call upon him. He let out a groan as he rose, hoping that it wasn't Prince Drest's entourage come to ask for this silly thing or that. He was the Chancellor, not some servant that catered to the whim of everyone in the castle. He mad...
Robbie's Sitter – Daphne 1 – The job revealed Daphne, a conceited, tall blond, a month out of high school for good, almost didn't take the job. "But Mom! He's RETARDED!" complained the lithe, tanned beauty, throwing her long, wavy blond hair over her shoulder, eyes glowering, pink-painted lips in a tight line under a cute, narrow nose. "It's...
Chauncey Nodalsky looked desperately at Myriam's breasts, poking as they were, nearly falling out of her little corset. "Okay, Grandma...I'll think about it. Yeah, I love Uncle Gideon, but Buttermilk Falls is a little too boondocky for me, like, no offense. Love you, bye." Myriam stroked Chauncey's cock as he knelt naked on the bed, his hands tied snugly to...
This is only fantasy of a fast cascade into a swinging lifestyle and the imaginary return to a fictional former relationship for my shy wife. None of the events are true and this is nothing more than the followup to the first fantasy post. But "What If?" is a full mix of colliding ideas of interracial, wife sharing, full swinging and just plain letting loose...
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The iron portcullis to the outer walls surrounding the castle had slowly been winched up and Prince Gyllen came through riding on Snowcloud, his white mare, dressed in a navy blue hooded cloak over a sky blue doublet, beige breeches and a rapier at his side purely for cosmetic reasons with his blonde hair lightly flowing in the mild breeze. Following him wer...
As if your vote is my applause, please vote for my story. There are no characters under the age of 18-years-old in this story. My Wife Is No Longer My Lover, Ch. 04 Sometimes not a good place to be, home alone with John. Continued from Chapter 03: Yet, if she knew her retirement would be like this, so empty and so boring, she would have better financial...
Waking up draped awkwardly over a too-small Kith bed makes everything feel all too real. Like when you wake up from a night of drinking, and your hangover is so intense that it feels like you're in a completely different world... except this time, I am in a different world. Suddenly the dreamlike nature of being dragged into an underground haven of alien fai...
Daniel Cullers has a reputation. He's the best portrait photographer in the tri-county area. But he also does glamour photography and artistic nudes and, in a conservative area of Indiana, that doesn't sit well with some people. When I made my decision, he was the one I chose. I turned 18 three months before my high-school graduation. College in Michigan wa...
Chapter 21 -- A day of reckoning Prime Minister Vladim Dukov did not have much time to contemplate the fate of the Royal Family. His cell phone went off while he was still in the throne room talking to the Priestess. When he checked the number he realized it was a call from an agent working for the Danubian Secret Police. The agent reported that eight forei...