Author's note: Just before graduating from high school, Lei was introduced to energetic and rough teenage sex and how much simpler it was to give in to another's desires. Now, she yearns for something -- or better yet, someone -- to quench the raging wildfire between her legs. Lei quickly learns that control, physical punishment and degradation are powerful...
I woke up in the white room again; panicking, I looked around for Wendy. She had just been in my arms, but up here in the realm of the Gods she could not go unless she was dead. I calmed myself down, thankful that she wasn't here, then got up and stretched. I let my wings out, flapping them a few times before folding them again on my back. I was nude, so I m...
Threne had seen this dark skinned woman before, but he was in a form she wouldn't recognize. He changed his form very often, you see. They were in a pub; it was just before the sun began to set. The room was a world of brown, gray, and orange. Brown woods, gray stones, and orange from the firelight that would soon seem brighter as the sky would darken. T...
Disclaimer: I do not own Jane The Virgin. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. This story takes place after Episode 15 of Series 3 of Jane The Virgin, a.k.a. after the time jump. **** Petra Solano was not in love with Jane Gloriana Villanueva! She wasn't! Because that would be weird, and awkward, and totally in character for her. Petra...
My thanks to Sylvia, my dear friend, and Scintillating, my editor. * * * * * Last year, I had occasion to discuss the qualities of love with a dear friend of mine, who was online, and to whom I wished to express how much I cared. I did not wish to sound too shallow and not convey what I wanted to by saying, "I really care for you" or "You're special to me...
Author's Note: This story is based on one of the legends of Valentine's Day. It focuses on St. Valentine, a Catholic Bishop who was later granted Sainthood. It isn't meant to sway you toward any religious beliefs; it is simply a fact-based story about how this holiday may have come about, including the jailer and the answered miracle he requested of the sto...
Disclaimer: I do not own Wynonna Earp. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "Can, can I talk to you for a minute?" Wynonna said bravely as she could, quickly following up with, "In private." Nicole looked up, hesitated for a moment and then said, "Okay." Wynonna nodded and, after Officer Haught stood up, awkwardly led the way th...
This is part 2 of a tale published in 3 parts and is not meant to be a stand-alone story. ~~~~~~~~~ Guthredd Sleeve-heart's tale (or the Circle of Hearts): Part 2 Now we must tell of the childhood of Guthredd. Jofrid took the role of Mother to Guthredd and taught her the secret meaning in things that Guthredd might have a father in all of nature. So Gut...
Conservative... that's how they describe me. Conservative in politics, conservative in my work, conservative in the way I raise my children, conservative in my respect for my marriage vows. So what transpired with you... well, I'm still processing it. It aroused something in me I did not think was possible. Something far from conservative. I'm a counselor....
Author's note: This is my first work of Erotic fiction, based off a roleplay in the Literotica forums. The prince is the Sole Property of KittenofDeath and is used with his blessing. Feedback is appreciated, flames cheerfully ignored. There will be more of Valya soon, but only if it is asked for. I apologize for any rough spots, like I said, this is my maide...