Her screams echoed throughout the Darkspear Hold. Zulanji eyes were closed tightly in pain as she tried to crawl away from the troll cock that had just impaled her supple ass. Continuing her futile attempts to get away, her thoughts trailed to how she had got into this mess to begin with. Zulanji scanned herself up and down in the mirror-like surface of the...
HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!!! Sorry about the late post, the world got in the way of my passion and my lovely characters. I was having alittle trouble trying to write this part of the story. I ended up having to cut this chapter in half. You'll get the other half as chapter six. For one thing, I couldn't let you guys wait any longer. That's just to much tortur...
Chapter 1: The Way She Talk +++ I am of Irish descent, but not Irish. My beautiful, smart young Irish lass Brigid is a fantasy, and is not based on any real Irish woman. She's actually based in many ways on one of my favorite ex-girlfriends—who is actually as American as I am. In attempting to create Brigid's accent and expressions, I tried to rely on some...
Thylisa threw back her head, moaning in mock ecstasy. The pot-bellied innkeeper, puffing and grunting in his efforts, blew his rancid, ale-tainted breath in her face. She stifled an urge to vomit. 'By Necanta's blood', she thought to herself, wincing as he thrust his bulbous member into her, 'this is the last time I suffer this pig's affections. This cesspi...
Chase's head hurt as he slowly regained consciousness. His eyes seemed sewn shut, and he could tell that they hadn't been opened in a while. He smelled the scent of perfume as his senses cleared. 'Where am I? That smell is damn fine, but where's it coming from?' he thought. He tried with all his might to force his eyes open, but when he did the light blinded...
This incident happened a few months ago and from then I have changed my opinion about middle aged women leading apparently satisfying lives having a happy family. I am Raja, 24 in age and live in Calcutta. I have a friend named Shyam who is from a rich family. We have been friends from college days and now both of us are in our respective jobs. While I got...
Disclaimer - None of the characters in the story was less than 18 years old at any time described in the story. * Some Bengali dialogues have been used to make the story closer to reality, anyone who can't understand Bengali may pardon me. Readers are requested to go through my earlier submissions which will help them in understanding this story better **...
Tu ouvre les yeux, tu est à l'intérieur d'une pièce sombtueuse;Ta chambre. Tu est couché dans ton grand lit, seul. Tu regarde sous tes draps et constate que ton gros pénis d'un pied de long est bien prêt à servir. Tu as envie d'une femme. Tu est le Prince Lugh, un grand guerrier. Réçament tu as délivré ton royaume, Datnorwig, du terrible jourg du Dragon Zat...
It was five minutes before eight, the choreographer gave his final instructions and complimented everyone on their work. Byron, the gallery owner reminded the dancers to continue to move around the gallery after their performance in order to highlight the hanging works. The lead dancer, took a deep breath delighted to be leading three such talented naked wom...
Wesley chucked hay into the corral for the horse. Lance was caulked a leak in the water trough that had caused a huge mud puddle around where the horses would gather 'round for water. Hoof prints were sunk easily four inches deep. Luckily the afternoon sun had been hot the last few days and had hardened the ground somewhat. Still Lance was covered in mud. L...