The Kingdoms of Jocasta are a realm full of magic and wonder. It has sights to take your breath away and tearfully thank the Three Gods for their almighty creations. From the twisting spires of Oedipolis, the floating island of the Tempest Sea, the Flaming Golem of Amethyst River, the ash deserts of The Forsaken East. It is a land of opportunity and adventur...
The Linto region isn't where it began, but it is where it ended for the pokegirls. Few alive today can still remember back when the pokegirls lived in relative peace amongst us. And only the books could recall when scientist had first discovered the female womb's secrets for D-Rad, or DNA rapid adoption. For those interested, we had learned that the future w...
Laura was an incredible teacher. Knowledgeable, disciplined, and practiced at finding the right ways to teach Scott the fundamentals about magical theory, the society surrounding it, and some practice. He learned of the five circles of practice - Light, Dark, Grey, the Guardians and the Mortis Circulus - the last of which was reserved for only dead things, a...
((Author's note: I have made this story open to the public. I encourage people to post their own chapters and threads. If you are a potential writer want an idea of how the mirror works, read the first handful of chapters in my main thread to get an idea. You are under no obligation to make it function in the same way unless you want to, however. Have fun wi...
David and I are getting ready to attend a party. I am feeling anxious. This is to be our first public outing. David is ready and waiting for me while I fuss over what jewellery to wear and whether my shoes match my dress. He walks into the bedroom and wraps his arms around my waist from behind. We look at each other through the mirror and he tells me I'm bea...
Years ago I traveled a lot for work. Some weeks I would fly out on Monday and fly home on Friday. During this time I was seeing a married woman on the side called Sue. When we had time we'd do a movie or dinner and once in a while find enough to sneak away for some hot sex! When I traveled for the whole week at first I was annoyed because we had less time t...
My cock is so hard, but I'm not allowed to even touch it. Actually, I'm not even allowed to call it a "cock" anymore. Mistress Randi demands it only be referred to as a "nubbin" -- a word I really detest, even before she started using it to refer to my cock - because it's so small. My mistress isn't into whips and chains. She gets off on my humiliation. Wh...
How the hell did I get here? I've had this conversation with a fellow Lit author and we reached the same conclusion: everybody first finds this site for a reason. Duh, of course. It's like the old adage about playing cards: If you don't have a good partner, you better have a good hand. You find yourself looking for the stories tagged with a red H, maybe you...
"Yes, Sir," she replied in response to whether she understood what I expected. "Look, I appreciate your respect but you don't need to refer to me with such formality. We have worked together for so many years and we are only five years apart," I replied. "I know, but that is just who I am," she replied. "No really, we know each other all to well," I prote...
The leisure centre gong sounded, indicating the public pool session was over. The area was being readied for a Ladies under 20 diving competition between two Bucharest colleges. The only users, Divora and I slid out and made our way to the adjoining male and female changing rooms. The girls were doing their warm ups, sleek young bodies and firm flesh unself...