As they sat in the cave, sheltered from the rain, the gypsy looked at the man she'd come to love, a foreign man she hardly knew; only that he had saved her life. He rarely spoke to her and even then it was in often in a quiet, shortened mumble. Only twice had he said more than two sentences to her in the five years she'd known him. She was thirteen, then,...
Once upon a time, long ago, there was a beautiful maiden. In all of the lands, there was not a woman who lived, more beautiful. So benevolent was this woman, that her kindness stretched to the four corners of the world. Kings, and Queens came to her, to show their gratitude for her simply being alive. The maiden was called Divinity Mundane, and for all of t...
This is the story of the Lady Gypsy and the Oak Spirit. Our gypsy woman was wild - wild with repressed desire - searching for a release. Her patient shire horse slowly hauled her gypsy caravan through the summer dusk of the English countryside. The oak tree attracted her - somewhere to camp for the night - under its ageless boughs. The night grew darker as...
This is one that may not appeal to some. It involves me having sex with Gypsy while she is drugged, with her consent I should add, but drugged nonetheless. "Wow, that's a little sick, isn't it? Isn't that rape? I mean it's a bit strange you have to admit." Gypsy was trying to get her head around another of my fantasies. She enjoyed talking about them as sh...
This was written for my pleasure by my love as we together explored... possibilities. Hope you enjoy it! He gets all my feedback, too, so hope you leave some. * * * * * * * * * * * She awoke with a lingering feeling of grogginess. Why was that? She remembered being out with friends at a celebration. The group had presented their documentation and the lawy...
Once upon a time, long ago, there was a beautiful maiden. In all of the lands, there was not a woman who lived, more beautiful. So benevolent was this woman, that her kindness stretched to the four corners of the world. Kings, and Queens came to her, to show their gratitude for her simply being alive. The maiden was called Divinity Mundane, and for all of t...
As the first tinge of pink lightens the sky and creeps through the window shade, Gypsy’s eyes open. With her first movement, she encounters a body in her bed. She smiles, then smiles even more broadly, remembering why there’s a body in her bed! Yes! This is the stuff of which her dreams are made. She is living a dream and has been since yesterday. Tommy slu...
I hope everyone liked the edit and re-write on Ch. 10!! I'm also sorry about the long wait for Ch.11. I'd forgotten what it was like to have the full blown flu let along a house full of people with it. I had tried writing as soon as I was feeling slightly alive only to realize mentally I was as wiped out as physically... so it took me this time to finally...
Ah, spring break, it's finally here! I have had enough of school to last me a lifetime (mind you, I'm only 18!) I don't like my roommate, she's a total slob, and I'm a neat freak. I can't wait for her to leave. My friend Toni has asked me and two other friends to come to her house for spring break; she said we can stay there the whole week, and her mom is ok...
The knight looked at the starving succubus crawling in front of him with a thoughtful eye, her large hips and moved as she panted staring heatedly at the Gypsy woman she had managed to devour earlier. Even though she was a Halfling the succubus she was strong, her wings were a dark tint of gray indicating she was powerful, and hunger filled her as her triba...