One of my most erotic fantasies is the idea of a ritual impregnation ceremony. I have often wondered why this idea is such a strong and powerful image for me. The whole idea of making babies as a spiritual or religious experience is something I find intriguing and an incredible turn on. There are scenes in a number of movies that bring that image out for me...
Althea Amberhearth sat at her usual spot in the Black Crab tavern. Few windows and a scarcity of candles meant the establishment rarely rose above dim light. Probably so that the customer base would fail to notice the numerous stains littering the wood floor. A shame the lighting did little to stymie the stench, as the sickly sweet scent of old ale trickled...
A collection of short (probably) stories featuring fantastic futanari spreading legs and letting their seed flow. I'll be using this page to write a short synopsis of each of the stories, to give you a rough idea of the feel and themes each one will consist of as I think and add more. Alice - Sibling Rivalry heats up - Taboo, Incest Alice and her twin sist...
In a world not too unlike our own, in a town you could almost recognise, a young woman sits alone in her apartment. Sitting cross-legged in her apartment in front of three different computer screens, lit only by their soft glow, she harbours a look of intense concentration. All manner of windows are open, from official-looking documents to particularly kinky...
As with all my stories, I welcome other authors to add chapters! Remember to like and bookmark your favorite chapters! Regular chapters with 5+ likes get a sequel, chapters with 10+ likes get two. End chapters get an epilogue with 10+ likes. Chapters with the most likes & bookmarks get updated first! All characters in this story are at least 18 years old...
Cruising over the bumpy “road”, which was cut out and weaving through the forests of Chile, South America, a white Range Rover steadily made its way through the thicket. NuIn it, were 7 people who were studying Archeology together and were now on a “work” vacation, trying to do some exploration of their own. They came across a story of ancient temple ruins h...
Baron Bartholomew cracked open the door of his daughter's bedchamber. Like the Lord's prayer, it was a dawn ritual he had developed after the death of his eldest son. He gazed upon the young woman in proud silence, watching her chest rise and fall under the rich silk sheets he had brought back from Palestine. Christine looked safe while locked in her dreams....
We are the damned, the forgotten, We were kept as pets and fed with carrots until we were slaughtered. We were forced to inbreed to have the most beautiful fur or the most beautiful ears. When the Dark Lord and his Orc came, we were the first to rise up and ask to be taken in. To break our chains. Now we are his allies, equal even if he does not see it. Our...
The persons and actions mentioned in this story are freely invented. Similarities with existing persons or events are coincidental. Scenes of a marriage of three The next weeks after my last club visit gave me a lot of thought about the situation of Judith, Thomas and me. And, of course, also the state of the child that was to come out of this threesome re...
'Fleur looks devilishly radiant' I heard some wedding guest tell another. The emphasis was clearly meant for effect, but he's more accurate than he thinks. My exterior is all friendly smiles and politeness, but inside I'm smirking like a demon, waiting. Today I will conquer my first conquest, the plan I rendered foolproof will ensure the beginning of the Del...