It was very hard following Amy as we ran through the Dorset countryside that morning. Literally. From the moment she'd pulled on her skin-tight shorts and pink crop top, I'd been reduced to a drooling, jabbering wreck. Whenever the footpath narrowed, she'd insisted on going in front, swaying her hips, thrusting her bottom towards my face, leaving me gnashi...
I'm not just a librarian, I'm also a vampire LARPer. I know, I know, but at least I'm not into UNIX, OK? This story involves two characters from my current campaign, and credit where credit is due. My friend Hanna suggested I should do a story about her character, Lee de Forest, and she has written the character background and made many suggestions about how...
(Charlie's POV) I sank into my leather desk chair, admiring the framed picture of my angels sitting on my desk. They were at the beach that day, dressed in bikinis and hair tossled in the wind. My cock twitched just looking at the picture. It was a funny thing, I had sex practically every day and night and whenever I wanted, but just the thought of my angel...
"My Wife's Friends Save The Day." by Lustdarkly. A follow up to: "My Wife Entertains My Friends." There was a bounteous supply of snacks and beer to hand as the four of us sat down in front of the cinema-sized TV. Graham, Steven and Craig are my best friends going back to our school days. At first glance it looked like we were about to watch any old game...
Weekend At Becky's If you go down in the woods today, you're sure of a big surprise Part One: Brown Eyed Bears Okay, remember how my first scene ended with me throwing up on the camera? Not good, I hear you say. Not so fast, say I. Turns out this was not a career ending move, rather it's the scat equivalent of the money shot. Becky is on the phone and en...
POV: London "It is good to have you and your son over, Sandra," I mentioned, stirring the pot. "We're practically best friends now, and don't forget my hubby, who is currently locked in your bedroom with your husband," she whined, strolling towards me with her arms crossed. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say they were having sex.&...
Welcome to the Booty Call Installment! Please note these tales are not in first person POV and I hope that doesn't disappoint. Shall we now enjoy the vampire erotica tales of Mr. Dandridge and Vivian Addams? Yes, we shall! Loves, Dolls and Dollies! Viv ***** 1983 A year had passed. Vivian Addams was a mistress vampire and damn did she love it. She...
Author's Notes: This is a short cheating fiancée story where the players are of a working class world. 'Half of all marriages end in divorce' is a truism, but no one talks about the OTHER half. Especially, those of the other half who flourish in each other's company – while the remainder of the marrieds have become only financially and/or emotionally chained...
NOTE: I tend to post longer stories that are more deeply character based, so if you're looking for a quick one, turn back now. I hope you all enjoy PART 1. If I receive some welcome feedback, I may continue this story. Please read the CONTAINS note beneath so you don't find yourself accidentally offended. This is just fantasy after all... {CONTAINS: corrupt...
On Tuesday morning, Camilla went down into the kitchen to make breakfast for herself and Agape; as she did so, she thought about all the incubi and other 'ghosts' (if that was what they were) who'd been visiting and fucking her in her dreams. The night before, she'd set up psychic barriers that were more selective in whom they blocked out; these new barriers...