I've wanted to do another fantasy piece for a long time. This one has swords and sorcery. It's a bit of a departure for me, nonetheless. Some of my readers will detect familiar habits, but this story is still a bit different (I think). Hope you'll like it. *** I was scared shitless. There's no shame in admitting it, as far as I'm concerned. How would y...
Standard disclaimers. This is a story about sexual exploration and, open relationships. Open relationships can and do happily exist; but they are not for everyone. If you do not believe it is at all possible for open relationships to exist without damage to any and all involved parties, please do yourself a favor and don't waste your time reading this. ....
Janie looked up, her eyes full of suppressed panic. "How? Did he tell you?!" Bella laughed, "You're not the only one who's good at picking up on things." "I really did not want you to know." Janie set her quill down. Her shoulders slumped. "I didn't want you to be upset with me, and I didn't want to have to explain myself. I don't really know why I did it...
Huge thanks to Todger65 and Nthusiastic for editing and beta reading! ***** Isonei woke as Draeseth stirred next to her. It had been nearly an entire Torgan week since he'd brought her home from the convent and he'd insisted she sleep next to him. However, he hadn't tried to take off her nightdresses or press her for his desires to be seen to. He was being...
WARNING! EXTREME VIOLENCE, BLOOD, DISMEMBERMENT, NON-CONSENSUAL SEX ********** Tannah stroked the dark haired girl's cheek and watched her. She was making miniature circles around Tannah's clitoris with her tongue, sending shivers throughout her body, staring up from her hairy groin and humming as she licked. Tannah glanced at where Gavwen and his guest we...
Sweat stung the eyes of the archaeologist as she concentrated. She was attempting to tie a proper knot around the eye hook in front of her, but she was having some difficulty. "Gah, there!" The archeologist took a step back and tugged on the rope three times to signal that the crate was ready to be hoisted up. She was currently standing in a roughly hewn h...
Some of the comments from "The Wrong Man" asked for more of Karin Roland, our one-legged private detective. So, she makes a second appearance in this little tale. More mayhem than sex below, you are forewarned. * David Carson stood in his bedroom doorway watching the two people on the bed attempt to hump themselves into the next century. One of the parti...
CHAPTER ONE It was getting late, but Dan Klein ordered another whiskey anyway and the bartender placed the drink in front of him before shouting "last call" to the other patrons. He took a sip then set it back down on the bar allowing the heat of the liquor to soothe him. The thirty five year old ad executive wasn't used to being stood up. He was handsome...
Note: Ctrl+F ~s~ to skip right to the action (there's two) * They did not make it to town by sundown. In fact, all the fighting and the fucking from earlier had left them so exhausted they barely made any headway by the time the encroaching night forced them to stop and make camp. Ziri was now in a thoroughly sour mood and whined while she worked, and Cuth...
Wyoming Territory, 1868 Beatrice Moving with her sister and her new husband out west had once sounded exciting to Beatrice. However, the reality hardly matched up to her fantasies. Life on a wagon train was hard and tiresome not to mention dirty. For a Chicago girl who had been used to indoor plumbing and having maids to cook all of her meals, collecting...