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THIS STORY is set mainly in New Zealand. CHAPTER 1 Roaming photographer Douglas Rogan, from a small coastal settlement in Massachusetts, had been trolling New Zealand for five months taking shots of unusual scenes or notable characters with the idea of producing his 7th pictorial book he aimed to call ‘Kiwiland Under Camera’. The tall, lean blond with inquiring blue eyes had been enchanted with the country and its people and wherever he went had been made to feel quite at home. He’d sent...
You wake up in your hotel bed in Reykjavik, Marcus is on his laptop looking at some of his gaming videos as you start rubbing your eyes and stretch. "Good morning sleeping beauty" he says after turning around to face you, his curly blonde hair and perfect green eyes gazing at you reminds you just how in love you are with him, when he took you to the airport and surprised you with a 8 day holiday to Iceland you almost squealed with excitement and now after an amazing trip you really can't...
The knowledge that Durin's body wasn't in the crypt built for him here in Peloi was one of those details that slipped past us in our rush to get here, I guess. Like Sid's not being aware of what could happen to an unattached Wizard. I shared the general dismay over the lack of new information here as well, but everything now was colored by my efforts to resist the call I was feeling from the ocean nearby. It called to me in a way no body of water ever had. That it called was exciting...
It was Carla's idea, I swear it. "Let's go by the Pentagon and see what's going on." "Why, for God's sake?" That was Monica, always the practical one. "Because I'm horny, that's why." I knew what she meant, even though I didn't want to admit it. We were always horny after a game. Somebody once said that exercise is foreplay, and she was right. I say "she," because it was probably a cheerleader who said that. You've read those stories about football studs screwing the...
A Treatice on the Draconic Inhabitants of Sindara Written and Published by Alctios Firestand, Archmage of the Royal Mystic University in Argendale Physically, the planet Sindara bears many similarities with own. We orbit the same sun, both have two moons, most of the planet is covered in watery oceans, similar atmospheres, etc. etc. This volume is not about the planet itself (although if you are more intrested in the geology and natural history of the two worlds, the book of my colleague,...
FantasyI twiddled my thumbs nervously as I stared out the large transparent-aluminum viewing port that was designed to show off the docking ships. Normally I wouldn't have been uptight, but currently there was only one ship docked at the star-base and it was a "Dragon" owned ship. My chances , it seemed, of getting out of my 6 month unemployment streak were slim. Most of the humanoid dragons preferred to keep a pretty straight-forward crew of just "Dragons", but there were occasions...
Work was progressing nicely, and the base was down. The eight airlocks were in place, and the bottom 4m of perpendicular walls had gone up. The supports for the dome roof had been erected. They were waiting to be covered. This dome didn’t have the same radius in its height to its base. It more closely resembled the top third of a ball after being cut-off. Unlike the dome on the ship, this dome appeared smokier, due to the intense light. The glass’s special properties were going to be very...
*** Dana, the huntmistress of the Serpent King, she who was known in the land as Dragon Queen, blew down the dusty corridor in a powerful stride. Servants scuttled to corners to allow her passage, their heads jerking low in subservience. Guards snapped to attention and prayed she did not have time to notice any minor lapse in protocol. “Lady Dana! Truly a pleasure to catch you – might I trouble you for a moment of your time?” A minor noble, a lad of barely sixteen summers, tried to...
The rift between realms remained open for eight days before closing. Dragons and their cousins came through and spread like ants. There was no one that lived to give a number as the dragons and drakes flew away. Huge lizards crawled and ate anything green and wingless dragons hunted anything that moved. My father was a smith and my mother a mage alchemist. I did not have magic and did not want to be a smith. I did enjoy the way a weapon felt in my hand. When the dragons began raiding and...
by Larry Malone I don't know how long I stood at my opened apartment door with my mouth hanging open when I first saw Santiago, but it was longer than polite would allow. “San” was there in response to a general ad of mine I was running in a local sex magazine offering to host any one interested in a mature uncut cock for oral sex. Whatever I was expecting, it certainly wasn't the strikingly gorgeous young Hispanic standing there. He was a little over six foot tall, (and as...
At the South end of Lavender Town, the high cliffs were met by rickety wooden bridge that stretched off into the hazy distance over the ocean far below. Occasionally connecting with the mainland for extra support, and slowly slanting downward, Route 12 served as the most direct path from Lavender to Maiden's Peak. To the left of the old bridge, however, were a set of wooden stairs that hugged the rough curves of the sea battered cliff face, winding their way down to a long wooden walkway at...
This story is a Fan-Fiction saddled in the Whateley Academy Universe created by Maggie Finson and other Authors. Please notice that English isn't my native language and I'm still working on my grammar. First of all I want to thank the Canon Authors for their incredible inspiring tales as well as my editors and collaborative Authors Nuuan & Shadowsblades check out their stories if you have time for it. Thanks also for reading this little introduction, I hope you have fun...
SRU: Paper Dragon By Kim West I wish to thank Bill Hart for creating the SRU Universe and allowing others to have a chance to play in it. The story I have come up with is loosely based on "Puff the Magic Dragon." I hope you will enjoy the following. There once was a little rascal by the name of Jack Paper who loved to destroy everything in his path. His bedroom looked like a cyclone had hit it, and this would be only moments after his mother had cleaned it for him. His toys usually...
Virlane stood outside his lair, he spread his wings and stretched, his neck arching, he flexed his talons and sighed with pleasure, he turned to watch Trink heading down the mountain path muttering about donkeys and his most treasured assets. Virlane entered his lair, prowling around, looking, touching, smelling, it was all there, just as he had left it, not that there had been any doubt, Dragons are just rather possessive about their hoards. He went into his study, touching his books that...
Introduction: Part 4 of the Highacre Dragon Breeders Saga Highacre Dragon Breeders part 4 – Mimis dragon Mimi sat quietly on her bed. She had received a package that morning from her parents. The box was plain, wrapped in brown packaging paper and secured with brown twine. Her parents sent her one of these packages each month, normally they were made up of her favourite chocolate and new clothes but something felt different about this box, it was slightly heavier than the last she had...
Oh, you already know what it is, it’s Bad Dragon, and I’m about to pop off. These things have been taking over the market like it’s nobody’s business, and I am not surprised. Bad Dragon, as a company, has changed the shape of the ideal male penis. That’s how fucking influential they’ve become. It is now out of style to have a regularly shaped penis. You have to sport a dragon cock, or else you don’t get the pussy. I have a gigantic penis, so naturally, none of the women I’ve ever fucked have...
Online Sex Toys ShopsWhen I masturbate, I imagine that my penis is a dragon.If my penis were a dragon, he would be deep reddish-gold and bigger than a horse. He’d have two strong legs and two bat wings with a span even longer than he is. He’d have scaly pointed fox ears, whiskers, long sharp teeth, and eyes that you’d better not look into.Most of the time, the dragon sleeps, curled up in a ball like a cat. Or he wakes, stretches, yawns, and goes back to sleep.But at night he wakes up, and I can feel him in my chest...
MasturbationWe were close to the cave; you could see a thin trail of smoke fluttering out of its entrance; the air warming the closer we got. My ears detected some mix of a growl and a purr emanating from the cave as well that sent a strong tingle fluttering down my spine making my muscles clench; I knew I was being watched. “Send him in…” the deep voice rumbled; more tingles and not just in my spine… They took off my chains and got me just out of site into the darkness; and left me for dead. Or so...
BY THE FIRST LIGHT OF DAWN, Steven was up with his bedroll packed and his staff in his hand. Jasper arose sleepily and slowly. “Do we have to leave already?” he said plaintively. “It’s hardly morning.” “You don’t have to leave, my friend,” said Steven, “but I want to be on the road and searching for the dragon.” “Can you wait while I get ready?” Jasper asked. Reluctantly, Steven agreed, but couldn’t help pacing back and forth in impatience. 103,320. 103,321. Steven had added three hundred...
Note: This is part of a larger work featuring a Dragon called Norman. The land (the Kingdom) where he lives is not found on modern maps, and the stories are as passed down by the great story-tellers of history. It was/is written purely for fun. And yes, it is English English. If you are looking for a story loaded with sexual encounters, look elsewhere. Those who stay the course may find a little gentle amusement. Positive comments are welcome. © Handley_Page, 2011. From the annals of ‘Norman...
Edited by Bird Dog Everyone said dragons did not exist, but my family had a story of a dragon. It told of how two dragons had fought and one had died. Of course, everyone laughed at us when we told the story. I guess we could have told them where the cave the dragon died was, but that was our family secret. I was fourteen and wanted to be a soldier or knight. Besides our farm, we had no money to pay for armor or weapons. I thought of the dragon story, and considered selling scales or a claw....
Her name was Yelena Podrova and she lived alone. The first snows had come early that year. She knew this would mean suffering. The villagers were unprepared for such an early onset of winter. The late crop of beets was ruined by frost and animal fodder was in short supply. It was going to be a ‘seven-coat winter’. Of course the war made things worse. Many of the men had gone to the army. Some came back, blind or crippled. It was said in the village that the French had entered Moscow. How could...
James Brahney listened intently as the Captain lectured on the concept of rapid intervention teams, an idea long overdue in the fire service. The roll of the four man team’s in protecting their brother firefighters at major incidents, the equipment the R.I.T. team would carry and the changes in run assignments when the new OSHA mandated policy was put into effect, were all covered in depth. Jim tried to memorize every word, no matter how trivial. In one week, He and his company would be filling...
She had slept in her saddle the night before, exhausted after leaving the earth of the battlegrounds soaked in blood. The king of Haedell had called for the Dragonbrides, begging the aid of their mounts against the unsurmountable hordes of rebels that had backed him into a corner, lead by his own former general. The man was as skilled in tactics and strategy as his former liege was lacking in them, and his advantage had been great. It had taken all day to lay waste to the rebel legions,...
He nimbly refolded the boat and sent it on its way. Calling his elder students and his former Elven spellcasters, he made his way to the center of the decks. They gathered around the center, the solemn look in his eyes enough to keep them silent until he talked. "I have just received word that in the short period of our travels, our sea faring enemies have taken the entirety of Belatona. Our allies, our people have been pushed back to Ilirea, and are in a stalemate." A burly dwarf Rider...
It is the annual alumni reunion event at the Lauderton High School, which they hold in the large gymnasium in the main school building. The events in these stories take place at various times during the evening, and to different characters; they are not chapters of the same story, but a series of separate takes. We are the invisible camera, panning around the scene and then zooming in for a close-up ... TAKE TWO Hayley Statten was restless and bored, wondering why she had come to...
Raven gave a cough as she shivered on a bed under a huge blanket. A thermometer flew from her mouth to her eyelevel from her command. "Hmmm, I'm not ill acoarding to this." she thought as the sheet she was laying under, suddenly hovered up. Raven looked to both of her sides and her clothes flew at her and dressed her. "Just a little cough won't be holding me back." she said to...
Jonas Agonistes Chapter 1: Like a Novel by Robbe-Grillet I avoided bourbon but not scotch. Scotch. I found it helped me sleep, but upon further discrimination and many scientific trials I decided it helped me do something like sleep. I pushed it aside. I even poured out one of the half-full bottles in my drawer. Not the other one, though. Just one. Two weeks before, I left the Corps. Unwillingly, grudgingly, silently, at my own request, but I left. I resigned. Not in disgrace, but ‘don’t...
I couldn’t believe what the fuck was happening. There was Eric, proud as punch with his cock shoved in some slut’s mouth, occasionally glancing over at me with a ‘Wow, look at me, I’m getting head’ smile on his stupid face. I love him to death, but boy, does he piss me off sometimes, no sorry, actually it’s a lot of the times. It was Déjà vu and I was living my High school prom all over again. Well, not the cock in the mouth bit, but the part about me, standing in the corner, being totally...
Isla jolted awake as the train announcer started speaking. It announced the next stop as Zaragoza, first in Spanish, then in English. Rubbing her eyes, she started to gather up her phrasebook, map, knit hat, and other belongings that had made their way out of her bag on the 1.5-hour ride from Madrid. Looking out the window she was shocked to see a layer of snow covering the buildings as they pulled into the station. This January was the coldest on record, but snow was fairly uncommon in this...
First TimeThis will be a story about a wannabe gang member who breaks into the home of an agoraphobic woman. it will be told through either a consensual path or non-consent path. Both paths will have an Illustrated Personae Dramatis after the first chapter
It was only a little while ago that you emerged from an obsidian shell and took your first real breaths. A few months, maybe. You stared with curiosity at your scaled siblings with leathery wings just as yours—some blue, some purple, some crimson red. You, on the other hand, inherited the same reddish-pink hue as your mother. Your father, an elder dragon of massive size and power, smiled at you. "This one will make another drake very happy some day," he said with a grin, examining your scales....
FantasyA figure ran among the shadows of Bree, to the residents of the area, he was known as strider. He had been in the town for a while, Gandalf had warned him about shady characters running around Bree, and he worried that some of the residents of the town had fallen under the influence of the shadow. He snuck from building to building, always staying in the shadows, he had a meeting he had arranged with a fellow ranger of the Dunedain. “Aragorn, over here.” He heard a whisper only a hunter with...
FantasyIn a world not too unlike our own, in a town you could almost recognise, a young woman sits alone in her apartment. Sitting cross-legged in her apartment in front of three different computer screens, lit only by their soft glow, she harbours a look of intense concentration. All manner of windows are open, from official-looking documents to particularly kinky pornography, while shady-looking command lines run mysterious executables and at least two different video game characters cycle through...
FantasyYou could see the castle slowly burning to the ground, the home of your family for the last 1000 years. Your father the king must be dead by now, punished by his greed. You barely escaped the onslaught together with your two of your sisters. If it hadn't been for your mother the queen you would have perished too. All your brothers fought in the battle, while you the youngest had to stay back protecting the women. Everyone knew that you had no chance, but still you had wanted to fight. Your...
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Alarya was a tall sorceress with strong brown eyes and slender form. She held the appearance frailty, but in truth she was strong like a snake. Many a man tried to tame her, but she was wild like a flame or a stallion. She sat in her study, reading through a spellbook as she waited for her servant to return with her newly acquired pet dragon. There was a legend that the woman who filled herself with the red dragonlings sperm would attain godlike powers and the ability to conquer all...
FantasyDRAGONHEARTINTRODUCTIONBY IKEMANUnlike many of my stories, this is a stand-alone, single, long chapter story. This is a fantasy story with sex but has large portions that is story-telling. I would appreciate not having it rated negatively simply because of the amount of sex having given this warning ahead of the story. I do hope you will enjoy it as a story, though.This story takes place in a mythical time and place. Mankind is the same as mankind seems to have always been. Mythology, beliefs,...
Δεκαπέντε ώρες ταξίδι με το καράβι δεν είναι εύκολο πράγμα. Αλλά δε μπορούσε να γίνει αλλιώς. Φοιτητής εγώ, ήμουν αναγκασμένος να το κάνω αρκετές φορές το χρόνο. Είχα συνηθίσει να κοιμάμαι για να περνάει η ώρα. Μερικές όμως φορές η ώρα περνούσε σχετικά ευχάριστα στο σαλόνι του καραβιού αν πετύχαινες ευχάριστους ανθρώπους. Πότε με συζήτηση, πότε με χαρτιά. Σε αυτό το ταξίδι είχαμε μαζευτεί 4-5 άτομο άγνωστα μεταξύ τους και η συζήτηση είχε ανοίξει για τα καλά. Το ταξίδι ευτυχώς ήταν πιο υποφερτό...
On the slayer school for girls the class was really curious. A new member came to them today and she was from the city.She was very different. At first she had shoes and even socks.When meeting her new comrades they compared each others feet. The feet of the slayer girls where dirty, long and muscular. Sexy too.Her feet where hidden, so the first thing they told her was: "Strip your feet".She stared at them, opened her eyes and said: "What? Why?"."Dragonslaying is a traditional barefoot sport,...
Holiday In TobagoIt was our 25th wedding anniversary and nearly a year after our first BBC meeting with Michael.Simon said we should celebrate with a good holiday and maybe some BBC fun along the way. He booked a lovely villa in Tobago for 3 weeks, overlooking the most beautiful beach & 15 mins from the nearest golf course, yes, Simon likes to play golf.The villa was perfect and had a 15 year old maid called Maria, she visited the villa twice a week. It also had 2 guard dogs that I was not...
Author's note: I'd like to thank my friend Eric for his help with some of the terminology for this story. I hope I threw out enough technical terms to make it sound real enough. Happy reading... On The Bandwagon By Jennifer White Chris was a guitarist, and had played since grade school. He had been in one band after the other, but none of them ever "made it". So to supplement the income from his weekend "bar band", he started teaching. One of his students was Donna. She...
Doctor Zhivago By Mr. 20 Inch Biceps "My name is Doctor Zhivago. What I'm about to share with you is classified. It's so top secret that I no longer exist! You've been hired and given the proper warnings and clearances. You see, it all started when I was approached back in New York City to examine two men. Like many doctors who practice both psychiatry and regular medicine I find it fascinating how the mind can and does affect the body. But I was...
The Eye of Dagon Part 1 The Assassin and the Ass Warmed by Stygian ale, Kilis tipped the buxom barmaid with amorous largess, fancying himself a likely suitor for her feminine charms. A lopsided grin swam upon his lips and he swatted her pert behind then watched her sidle enticingly back to the bar, the wicked strut of her hips at once lewd and lustily enticing. He had a few nights to kill before his rendezvous with Amra and this wench promised to make them memorable. Pleasure...
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The big tiger pulled his BMW into the parking lot of a bar that accepted furries. He wanted a drink, and if he was lucky he might get something more. He put a hand over his eyes for a few seconds to let them adapt, then opened the door, stepped inside, and looked around. The tiger spotted a hot young wolf/dragon mix, unusual even in this bar, and took a stool next to him. "Hi, youngster," he asked, "can I buy you a drink?". "Um, sure. What's the catch?" asked the wolf-dragon. "No catch. After...
I couldn't believe what the fuck was happening. There was Eric, proud as punch with his cock shoved in some slut's mouth, occasionally glancing over at me with a 'Wow, look at me, I'm getting head' smile on his stupid face. I love him to death, but boy, does he piss me off sometimes; no sorry, actually it’s a lot of the times.It was Déjà vu and I was living my High school prom all over again. Well, not the cock in the mouth bit, but the part about me; standing in the corner, being totally...
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After about the third or fourth day, she sees an island covered with trees. She knows she is far from main land and has not seen any one else since the day she left. She does not see any sign of another person on the island and there is no sign of land anywhere else. She smiles and begins to load up the raft. Once that is finished, she strips down and pulls out a pair of white, seamless pantyhose. She pushes her tiny foot into the leg and pulls the nylon up. Then she pulls the other leg on....
Timeline: Starts at beginning of "Luvirini's Journey" I know this will sound like ranting, but at times like this I cannot really help it. I am a master in the largest mage guild in central kingdom, "Seekers of Knowledge". It is a great guild and the leader is an absolute genius when it comes to magic, but he is totally lacking anything even resembling common sense. This is not the first time he has has problems like this, but given his repeated failure to apply even an ounce of common...
Copyright 2003 It seemed so surreal and dream like. I felt strange and detached. I was in a room, this much I knew. There were other women in the room with me. I sensed them rather than saw or heard anything that would have cause me to have noticed their presence. If I looked around, all I saw was light and mist. There was no sound and everything was misty and hazy. It was like being in a smoke filled room but there was no smell of smoke. Or, imagine a room with so much dust in the air, the...
May 15, 1987, Chicago, Illinois “Another year done!” Kara exclaimed when I came home from work. “One more to go, and then you start on your Master’s.” “I also start on our baby soon!” she said happily. “But Elyse looks like she’s going to burst!” I chuckled, “Tell me about it! She complained that all she does is go to school, eat, and pee.” “She just has to hang in there for a couple more weeks!” Kara said. “I assume you have everything arranged?” “Of course. My bag is packed and...
October 25, 1987, Chicago, Illinois “You’ve been quiet since we left the church,” Kara said, as I merged onto the Dan Ryan from the Eisenhower. “Just thinking,” I said. “About Stephie?” “Some, yes. And Jess. And you. And the kids. Life, I guess. The important stuff.” “You’re still looking for meaning, aren’t you?” “I think it’s going to be a lifelong quest,” I said. “Sensei Jim was right about that. Anala, too. And, in his own way, Father Basil said the same thing.” “We haven’t seen...
WILLIE: Alright, I think I should try to explain the dramatic changes that came over Frederick since we all returned from Auntie's Island. In the bedroom ... well if the other girls are writing their observations to Ann like this, I'm sure they must have mentioned it. Frederick TAUGHT me about sex ... I mean, I didn't know a thing before we first made love. And ever since that night, I just can't think of ANYTHING that's happened to me sexually that I haven't really (really, really)...
It didn't take long for both Joe and Debra to cum. After being treated to a romantic dinner, candlelit, unique California style fusion which promoted flavor over abundance keeping them comfortably sated and not stuffed, overlooking Lake Michigan on top of an older building North of the Loop, all senses had been deliciously pleasured, Debra realized Joe had provided a peak evening in her life. They talked easily throughout, Joe encouraging her to reminisce about her youth growing up in a...
Disbelieving, shocked, frightened, Seth watched as his mother faced this angry soldier holding a gun. He felt frozen to his chair as if time had stopped. Unconnected images and sounds flashed in his memory: Mr. Willoughby, his skinny teacher yelling there was no school because a war had started; his Aunt Hope screaming in anguish when he told her that the soldiers had taken Uncle Luke away; the blue-clad men whistling as they smashed down his father's fence; his mother reading and rereading...
There are some who would prefer that the truth be forgotten. I don't condemn them because I understand their fear is all too reasonable, though they wish it were madness. They believe there is no sense in hope, that the struggle cannot be won therefore we should simply forget about it and hope that calamity doesn't fall in our time. I don't need to point out the selfishness in this way of thinking. As I said though I understand it. Our struggle is one against foes who cannot be killed, who...
Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-96”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… I live in a quiet...