Sylvie Meis Stories

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Solatium Ch. 01

by SaintOleander on Mar 17, 2020
NonHuman

November Saint Eden's Private Academy for the Mystic. A sprawling campus hidden by magic somewhere in Vermont's wild beauty. 19th century gothic architecture settled peacefully in a bubble of enchanted forest. The many layers of spelled barriers surrounding the academy ensure humans never run the risk of stumbling upon the school. For all the human world k...

The Awe of Being a Hucow Ch. 16

by Lemaringouin on Jul 6, 2020
Fetish

The Awe of Being a Hucow Ch. 16 by Lemaringouin translated by Pimanko Chapter 16 Return to the Fold * Martine, receptionist at the Good Breast diary, was on the telephone. "Hello? Yes, Mr. Walker. Non, Claudine hasn't come back yet, but she should be back soon. Hold on! I see her coming in right now. Can you wait a few seconds?" At that moment, Claudine...

Lost Girl Ch. 21

by virgofemme on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

Well, this is it. The last chapter of Lost Girl. I would like to thank everyone for their interest and in case you're wondering, there will be a sequel to come in the near future, which will focus on their college years. I hope you've enjoyed the story, and thanks for supporting Lost Girl! ***** The night had grown late, and along with it was a drowsiness...

Owned: A Fetish Tale Ch. 01

by VictoriaOh on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

After a month away from her bed, Amy woke in a fright to the movements her husband made as he slid in alongside her. "Shh, Wife. Your Master has come to claim you." Amy could smell the leather he wore whenever he chose to claim her; she could feel the molded black skin covering his face and he curled up against her, his face close to hers. His thumbs brushed...

Mojave

by Selwyn on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Sunset in the Mojave. Next to their battered Wagoneer, my friends Barry and Marta squat on their hams finishing the dinner dishes - scraping the remains of my notorious pineapple venison chili onto a sun-burnished rock. Tomorrow the ants will have a feast. Marta's friend Wendy, a woman I'd never met until this morning, kneels near our small fire a few yards...

The Awe of Being a Hucow Ch. 11

by Lemaringouin on Mar 16, 2020
Interracial Love

The Awe of Being a Hucow by Lemaringouin, with the graceful assistance of Pimanko for the English translation from French. ***** Chapter 11 The Grand Contest and Its Prize Several days after her party with Claire, Stephanie was woken up by cries and laughter from the main hallway which connected all the hucows' bedrooms. "Sylvie, Wake up! Did you hear?...

Spencer's Canyon

by ilikeithot6308 on Feb 6, 2018
Mature

I know the pool boy story has been done once or twice, but I've never done one. Hopefully, it's different enough to be worth your time. Have fun. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When I decided to take some time off from school, feeling overwhelmed, and needing to recharge, I never thought things would work out the way they did. Sometimes, the bes...

A Ride to Heaven and Back Pt. 02 Ch. 03

by darkstone57 on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

Author Note: Thanks for all the great comments and scores you been giving me for my stories lately and while i am running a little behind due to others things clogging my brain, i am working to get caught up. I would really love some serious feedback though, because i write these stories to be either liked or disliked and sometimes silence is nerve racking....

First Shoot

by CBjustCBnothingbutCB on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Sequel to "Studio Sex" which is the sequel to "The Audition". It's best to read them in the correct sequence. * Myles towelled off, watching Colleen do the same, and wanted to know so much about her. He still didn't know how much prying he could do, but decided that the only way to find out was to ask. She seemed perfectly willing to help him with most as...

Thirst Ch. 02

by dulcisfontis on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Leaving Bim in the bath downstairs, I prepared another pitcher of herbal tea. I made up my way upstairs with the tray that held the pitcher, two tall glasses and a stick of butter. As I set the tray on the side table next to the bed, I caught myself humming a long forgotten tune. As I took the shower, my mind was exulting over the delicious events of the aft...