Prologue- The Corpsetaker I was dying. The big C had hit me and the doctors gave me two months on the outside. There was no hope or was there? I had lived a full life. I had wealth, enough to sustain for a very long time. I had married many times and bred many women. But I wasn't ready to go as yet, quietly into the long dark. My hopes rested on a young...
"You've never gotten over me; have you?" The scent of her body, fresh from her morning shower, failing to mask the musk of her horny cunt and you there, on your knees, pressed backward by the weight of her upon your mouth. Down, down, legs spread-eagled, arse hitting the floor, and you grab her thighs for support as you feel yourself fall beneath her and yo...
***All characters are over the age of 18.*** "Dearest," Daddy cooed in my ear as I attempted to remain still. We were at dinner, and I was making every effort to be as graceful and ladylike as he desired. "Yes Daddy?" I responded coolly, as though I could not feel his hand slipping beneath the high slit of the dress I wore. His hands brushed against the pi...
All characters used herein are © 'Spellslave'. Any references to locations, places or setting-specific gods are © Wizards of the Coast; 'Dungeons and Dragons' - The Forgotten Realms. I am making no profit from these stories; they are written for fun and for practise. ***** She eyed the Sunite lazily, regarding the half-elven woman with a look of cool regar...
The story I am about to narrate is about an incident in my life which occurs rarely. I have a readymade outlet at prominent location in the capital. One fine day this girl walked into the showroom and was searching for a jeans and a top. She was able to select a perfect fitting top for herself. The top was a pink one without sleeves and it fitted perfectly w...
When I asked Megna about writing it here as always she surprised me telling she would love to write along with me. So we both wrote this together recalling back those amazing moments we had. We added our thoughts too so you can connect with us more. It was as exciting to us as you are because we never shared those thoughts and inner feelings of ours with eac...
Pesha Vahwamma Scappa ob Adak – he was known as 'Adak' observed the goings-on at the encampment from a safe distance – across the river and high in the hills – he preferred not to be detected. A distance monitor allowed him to hear the activities as well see them. The device fit his reptilian species quite well but his monkey-man scout, Moprello, used a pair...
Rani was my sister and after death of our parents I had no choice but to live with rani and her husband. I assisted rani in caring her three children. During that stay I developed sex relations with rani's nephew 'n'. Story of those relations is written separately. As I spent whole night enjoying hot sex with 'n' it became more and more difficult to hide a...
The City of Houston, Texas, is a tough environment for a brother, and if you also happen to be a wolf-man like myself, life can be hell down there. My name is Jacques Saint-Croix, and I'm a newcomer to this town. I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien, northern Haiti, and spent most of my life there. In 2005, at the age of eighteen, I left the island of my bi...
As the girl eases the hair up into a soaked mass, she leans forward against the tub, its warmth pressed against the beast's bara, fingers easing down onto the nape of his neck and seeking out the tension there. Her fingers slick with the oil slide over muscles already heated by the waters, seeking to undo knots only stress and a battle against the discomfort...