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Garon's power

by Rem on May 10, 2018
Fantasy

Note from the author I intended this to be a female possession only, with garon using a womans body and have a man fuck her and stuff like that. But my only rule is no killing garon and other chacaters and don't make non gay people gay. Lesbian is fine, but gay. NO. Other than that have fun. Also I meant to make this a 1st AND a 3rd person view. So if youre...

The Young Duke of Tupping

by reminnes on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

This work is copywrite Rem Innes and may not be reproduced without written permission The Right Honourable Tristram Framlingham-Smythe sat in his father's study staring blind–eyed at the letter in front of him. Still not quite believing what he had read he put the various pages of the letter in order and started reading again from the top: "My dearest son...

The Young Duke of Tupping Ch. 02

by reminnes on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

This story may not be reproduced without explicit, authorized written permission. * Dressed in only his white silk shirt, the Right Honourable Tristram Framlingham-Smythe (newly elevated to be the Duke of Great Tupping and Viscount D'Enculade) reclined on his back on his huge four poster bed, one hand behind his head supporting his neck, the other slowly s...

The Cleaner Ch. 2

by reminnes on Sep 19, 2017
Mature

Chapter 2: Go With The Flo Copyright Rem Innes © MMI (If you read the first part, which told of my first sexual encounter with my aunt's housekeeper Flo, who is about 5'5" tall, chubby with huge tits and a big round belly and arse, with large "child-bearing" hips and thighs. She is still reasonably attractive in a lived-in, wrinkly-faced kind of way, with...

Miss Jameson Ch. 03

by reminnes on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

For the first time since I began writing these rambling tales I have had an accomplice. So, for her keen editorial eye and assistance, insight and all-round general support and encouragement, I dedicate this story to my new friend T., in Kentucky, USA. ----- This story is copyright Rem Innes ©MMVI, and may not be reproduced without explicit written perm...

Remote Control

by Nightwolf on Sep 25, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

We have a lunch out planned, and meet at your place before we go. The weather is still warm enough that you've worn a nice, short black skirt for me, with a soft silk top. I pause at the door to admire you as you smile and slowly turn on your heels; complimenting you on your choice. But I mention that I have one addition to your outfit, if you trust me enoug...

Remote Torture

by CornishBabe on Sep 25, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

[This story is a sequel to Remote Control, but can be read as a stand alone. Remote Control sets the background, but I have tried to give a brief overview for those who did not read it] * After doing up my jeans, wondering how my knees were still supporting me, my orgasm just lingering out of reach I smile as You leave the room, fingering the remote contro...

Remote Control

by CornishBabe on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

Monday morning, British Politics: People and Power, two hours worth of lectures all before 11am. Really, could my day get any worse? The shrill bleeping off the alarm clock still ringing in my head, 7:45, and definitely time to get up, i still had too much to do before my first class. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, eyelids still heavy and tired from stayin...

Remodeling Carla Ch. 08

by GeorgeDaBuilder on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Carla awoke from a deep sleep. Reaching out, she was disappointed to find that she was alone in bed. Rolling over, she glanced at the clock on the bedside table; it read 10:47 a.m. Realizing that George had probably gone off to work, she stretched out, frustrated, as she ran her fingers through her hair, trying to force herself out of bed. Finally up, she...

Remodeling Carla Ch. 07

by GeorgeDaBuilder on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Carla woke from a dream, rudely interrupted by her bladder. In her dream she was laying in a field of clover, surrounded by wildflowers. Shafts of sunlight broke through clouds that still insisted on releasing their contents. Naked, the large drops kissed her as she lay pleasuring herself, dreaming of a love like no other. In a dream within a dream, he ravis...