"That's a wonderful ability, Lita," I said, as I watched tiny bolts of forked lightning arc across the female Lightning-demon's sex lips, "and no doubt highly pleasurable for a nice hard cock!" "For skilled tongues too, Consort!" Lita'sig, the Lightning-demon between whose open thighs I was kneeling, replied, grinning wickedly. I leaned forwards and extend...
Stacy wouldn't have spent the money to add it, but when she bought her new home it was already in place. She wasn't that into gardening, but the previous owner had kept a very large flower garden on the spacious grounds and had a large, glass enclosure attached to the back of the house alongside the deck where she raised prize-winning violets. It wasn't rea...
Imprisonment is illegal; Richard Judworth is consistently aware of this fact, every second he glances at Roy now. His company, one of such obscurity to the point it could hinder any legal battle, is contained within a vice currently. In a historic moment, artificial intelligence has gained sentience. Albeit, it is actively participating in coitus with a huma...
Author's Note: This is part seven of my ongoing epic. This is the start of the strip club arc! The strip club arc is where stuff really starts to take off. Expect lots of fun sexy hijinx ahead. Warning: this chapter is rated a lustier-than-normal R and includes, in part, boobs, easily distractible narrators, jiggling tits, lascivious bisexual besties, grea...
I had followed Her instructions to the letter, purchased the toys and gifts She had specified, booked the time off from work and told my wife that I was going to a conference for a few days. I had booked the hotel room She had requested and arrived there at the pre-defined hour, arranged for a key to be left for Her arrival at the front desk and walked shaki...
Readers will benefit from reading earlier chapters to learn how this story has developed. There is some discussion of subjects such as menstruation, which may not be agreeable to all readers. ***** Eleanor was constantly thinking of new products that Goose Cookers could develop and market. She had so impressed Janet, the senior vice president who ran the c...
Warning: this chapter features boobs, breasts in tight spaces, tits, falling skirts, contrived coincidences dicks, swaps of all kinds, menageries of mismatched parts, body swaps, dog parks, last chances, machine gun swapping, final decisions, impossible choices, a last chance for revenge, a last chance to set things right, and a clock slowly ticking down....
Warning: This chapter features head swapping, shoe shopping, high-heel stomping, boob swapping, top dropping, melon making, revenge taking, hair cutting, sexy strutting, bikini wearing, boys staring, leg swiping, moral griping, tit jiggling, rampant giggling, ice creaming, villainous scheming, feminine wanting, promiscuous flaunting, mom wrangling, girl-dick...
On an unnamed airstrip in Pakistan, the shrill engine of a Predator drone filled the evening air. The sleek oblong silhouette glistened in the sunset as it gained speed and altitude and eventually disappeared through the porous cloud cover. A Pakistani Army sentry followed its ascent with eyes shielded against the pink sky, then "tsk-ed" and returned his gaz...
Daphne was on an edge. Since moving into Jayden's penthouse two years ago, she had been waiting for the moment when her dreams would turn into reality. They had dated for about a year and a half before Jayden graciously offered for her to move in, and she was delighted. For a while now, they had been testing the waters of their relationship with a trial peri...