The couple curled on the bed- the gooey fudge between them, glasses of mead, honey-sweet on the table beside the bed. They ate silently- and he daubed some of the sticky fudge on her nipples and began to lick it off- suckling her nipples as he did so. She moaned softly arching her body toward him. Then she smiled and smeared the fudge on his hard cock- and l...
Everyone in this story is older than 18, well maybe except for the guest Cobra They don’t live that long but in Cobra years it’s 18. Of course Sir Buckles is older than dirt. * * * * * Sir Buckles huffed and puffed as the young wench bounced up and down on his "Short sword" as the wench liked to call his cock. …and it really wasn’t all that short at 6 inch...
We all do Remy now go see what Brad wants to do now." Back outside the girls had all just finished looking at the mainland. Jack and John were just walking up the hill from the dock. I spoke with them privately John said, "That women was completely nuts and was a good thing she was by herself to live in her delusional world." "Okay let's move on from here...
I had dressed for my shift at the pub as any other night, although tonight I had a feeling of anticipation in the pit of my stomach. That excitement mixed with fear of the unknown feeling, that seems to make my stomach almost queasy. Something would happen, I knew it from those unspoken depths within my being. So I decided to put a little special something o...
The basement is sweltering from the barrels of boiling water and lye. I agitate the clothes with the heavy wooden paddle, and a tear rolls down my check as I remember better days gone by. Since my husband's death, returning to work is not a choice; I must in order to survive. The Sire's home is the prized property in all the land. I should be grateful to w...
TWO Several days later Bridget returned home from shopping, after I had returned home from work. She had stopped by her office before going on what was obviously a shopping spree. She had a multitude of bags and sent me to fetch them for her out of the car. I had already prepared dinner, as she had instructed per her note left on the kitchen counter. Brid...
When her stepmother entered through the cottage door bearing the news, Cinderella was sitting exactly where she always did. And that was in front of the blazing log fire, the ash and cinders dappling her deathly pale skin; naked as always, as clothes were a vanity wasted on one who never ventured beyond the kitchen hearth, the stack of logs and the coal scut...
Snow White caught a glimpse of her third tutor as she was pushed into the room. He was lying on the bed. With his dark hair and deep green eyes he looked like a fallen angel. The gleam of skin from his powerful chest and shoulders made her ache to run her hands up and down his chest, tangling in the sprinkle of dark curls that covered it. Once she was done t...
Una couldn't wait for her 18th birthday, which also happened to be on Halloween. For weeks Brad had asked her what she wanted for her birthday and when she finally told him he promised not to disappoint her. They planned a dinner alone at his parent's home for All Hallows Eve, which fortunately fell on a Friday night. Brad's parents would be away all weeken...
This a continuation of my previous story using content adapted from another work of Renaissance festival fiction I had been working on. Hope you enjoy! Thank you for reading. ***** The start of the work week played out every bit as awkward as I had anticipated and eventually veered close to disaster. Thea fixed coffee in the morning for us and outlined var...