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THE PRESENT: "She is the queen of what?" Val asked. Tasmine looked just as surprised as Val and I did. Except for Atheria. She leaned back and looked puzzled, stroking her chin thoughtfully. "She is the Queen of the Dragons," Sheperd repeated. "No, she is not a true dragon, if that's what you're wondering." "Then how can she be a queen to you?" Tasmine asked, perplexed. "It is a long story," Sheperd told us, "and I was not there for it. Perhaps you could ask someone who was...
Queen of Queendom Princess stood on the edge of the cliff, head held high. Below her, the grey sea churned violently. She had a choice, to jump or to turn away. It was no choice at all. The crowd watching her expected her to jump. There was no true escape from her duties. To jump was to declare herself the rightful ruler of the kingdom, to turn away would not strip her of her title, but it would turn the people against her. Her every move would be questioned, scorned and broken down. Her...
Queen of Queendom Princess stood on the edge of the cliff, head held high. Below her, the grey sea churned violently. She had a choice, to jump or to turn away. It was no choice at all. The crowd watching her expected her to jump. There was no true escape from her duties. To jump was to declare herself the rightful ruler of the kingdom, to turn away would not strip her of her title, but it would turn the people against her. Her every move would be questioned, scorned and broken down. Her orders...
I `wrote' this while staring at the ceiling at 4:00am, the morning before I left. The inspiration for this story is in the first paragraph. I gave it a subtitle of `Vacation Story Number 4" because it was the fourth story `wrote' while on vacation. (I `wrote' it in the sense that the entire story, and most of the scenes were imagined, but not typed in.) The other three are still in my head and need to be typed in. Enjoy this. This story is purely fictional and meant for adult audiences...
Our last day in Greece, in a taxi on the way from the ferry to thehotel we'd be staying in before our flight. (Never, never, never,trust the Greek ferry schedule to get you to Athens in time for aninternational flight, always go the day before!) My daughter sittingnext to me, my wife next to her, my mother-in-law and the Greek taxidriver in the front seat.We stopped at a traffic light and I looked over. In bright blue andwhite neon, the sign in English said, "Cabaret" and then on the...
“You are pregnant,” the physician barely whispered.The news struck like lightning, stunning Jeena for a few seconds before the implications hit her like a roar of thunder. She burst out laughing, frightening the middle-aged woman.“Do not worry,” the queen smiled. “I have been trying to decide which prince to take for a husband, and it seems the decision has been made for me.”“Who is it?” asked the doctor, who the queen considered an aunt and confidant.“I don’t know!” laughed the queen. “It...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe search for a husband continued. Widely-traveled, Geoffrey promised more exotic pleasures. Would he just be a plaything for the queen’s amusement, or could he become a true partner?The queen hid the bon vivant in the head cook’s quarters. The chef didn’t mind relinquishing his room for a few days in exchange for some new recipes. People from Sybarisia were known for their love of food and Geoffrey had a well-deserved reputation in that regard.He had prepared quite a lunch for Jeena. She...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe third prince was young. Never having initiated a virgin, Jeena thought it could be fun teaching him and molding him to be the husband she wanted. What he lacked in skill could be made up in stamina and enthusiasm until the skill was taught.The queen had sequestered Prince Jason in a room off the library. He had used the days awaiting her to study some history in volumes not available in New Paleoland. They discussed some of his research over lunch.“Much of our library was destroyed during...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe Queen of Lushland knew she needed an heir, so she needed a stud. Would it be the exotic stallion with strength and experience, the worldly mustang with hedonistic temptations, or the trainable colt with devotion and aspirations? Would her heart, mind, and body agree on the choice to be made?A testament or supposition,With embellishment or some omission,And best intent, with your permissionHere I present my rendition.The queen always thought of her people first. Tall and strong like her...
Fantasy & Sci-FiHai this is rathode again please do leave your comments on my id Please read the stories for fun not at the cost of relations. Once youpon a time during Ancient India there is a kingdom called mathasangama , the kingdom is well blessed with all kind of resources where ever you see the land is full of greenery, farmers grows well yielded crops, miners mines pure gold, iron, silver and diamonds, soldiers fight with glory, each and every men and women in the kingdom are wise and pay the taxes on...
IncestGezinsthe****ute Mirthe is de vervanger van B en een bloedmooie blonde vrouw met lang krullend haar van ongeveer 48 jaar. tijdens de huisbezoeken laat ik altijd mijn ogen over haar lichaam glijden met de hoop dat ik een glimp van haar bh kan opvangen.Op een dag kwam Mirthe onverwachts op huisbezoek. Ze belde aan en ik maakte open. Ik zei,"Goedemorgen, hadden we een afspraak?" "Nee hoor, maar ik was in de buurt en dacht dat we misschien een evaluatie gesprek konden houden,"zei ze."Kom binnen,"...
I awoke to find myself in a soft bed, a thick, comfortable blanket pulled over me. The walls around me were wooden, but looked very solid. Sunlight washed into the room through an open window. I could hear children playing outside. My body felt sore and complained as I tried to move. "Rest," an enchanting female voice said to me. Another elf woman stood not far from the bed, wetting a cloth in a bowl of water that sat against the wall. I laid back down, heeding her instructions. "Where...
George Foster was determined to make this evening memorable. It wouldn’t be his final night with Sylvia, physically at least. It would be their final after-school evening, and he had run out of excuses. He would have to tell her tomorrow that he had decided to take the job in Canada. It wouldn’t be their last night in the same apartment, their last night in the same bed. It probably wouldn’t even end their sex together. Sylvia enjoyed that as much as he did, and it wasn’t as if he was...
Sylvia Jennings thought that George was utterly transparent. Intelligent, yes, but she could read all his thoughts from his actions. She soaped herself slowly under the shower and thought about him. For all his talk about ‘celebration’, for example, he wanted morning sex. He thought that spoiling her the night before would get her in the mood this morning. And, of course, he was right. Not that getting her in the mood took as much effort as he put into it. She enjoyed the sex, and she didn’t...
I was once at a fancy restaurant with my husband and two daughters. When the waiter put down the plates of food my daughters both made faces and added an “eww”.The waiter smiled and said, “You don’t eat with your eyes, but with your mouths.”That stayed with me because he was right. Many times we see something that we don’t think we will like, but what we don’t know and would never find out was if it tasted good; that was the case with Josh.****Fifteen years earlier, somewhere in...
College SexOn arriving home after her first visit to the men’s toilet, Colette had spent over an hour under the shower, washing every inch of her body over and over again. She lathered and washed her hair several times and performed every necessary action to make sure that she was cleaned up. She douched herself several times and rinsed her mouth, and gargled with an antiseptic solution. Coletten with all of Colette’s scrupulous cleansing, Chuck still had reservations fucking her after what...
Colette had no doubt that her husband Jacinto, loved her very dearly. She nevertheless knew that, in spite of his love, he liked to see her being abused and degraded. This being the case, she was understanding when her husband told her that he had arranged for her to be abused by two men that he’d met up with – something that they had done on previous occasions, but as Colette was to soon find out, never anything like what was about to take place. . The meeting was set up for that...
Chapter 1:The Invitation"Oh look at that, we got an invite to Queen Aroma's annual festive party!"My gorgeous brunette queen Hannah tells me with a grin.She's standing in the kitchen, going through her mail as I'm knelt behind her, my head tucked away out of sight under her pink fluffy dressing gown, sniffing her delightful bare ass.It's early in the morning, a week before Christmas, and she's still not fully awake just yet, yawning as she sips her coffee, and places her invitation carefully...
The Queen could not believe what she was reading;a letter had arrived from the Abbess of the Abbey of St.Deaglan that was accusing her of cowardice.It had all started a long time ago,when the now Queen was a young Princess.Her father,the King had made sure that a girl of noble birth would be appointed as a 'Whipping Girl' this girl would take any beating that the then Princess should have received, "Her Royal skin shall not feel the hand or the lash...the 'Whipping Girl will be honoured for...
-Alice Hoffman *** "Mirror, mirror, on the wall…" "What's that, mother?" The Queen turned away from the glass. Her stepdaughter sat at the tower window, embroidery in her lap, looking puzzled. "Just something I used to say when I was a little girl," said the Queen. "A rhyming game. There's a second part to it, but I can never remember how it goes." She looked at the mirror again, frowning over her reflection. Something didn't look quite right about it. It was...
The boys came back home around 4 PM; they had left their tent at the beach where the Wilson kids (Debbie, Katrina and Jason) had promised to keep it safe. The reason they'd left it was because they planned to return that evening and camp out at the beach where, Debbie had informed him, the party would be going on all night; and, after a certain hour, without the presence of adults or pre-High School aged students. The boys had been especially invited when Debbie realized they had a musical...
The Queen lay back on her featherbed, urging the young lad that was betwixt her legs onward. He was young, far younger than she usually chose, but he was eager to please, and she eager to train, he glanced up at his mistress, his lips, nose and chin glistening from her essence. He replaced the void of his mouth with three of his work worn fingers and stroked her as she had shown him until she writhed on the bed. Without much warning the Queen spun the lad until he was pinned betwixt her legs,...
The Queen, the Guard and the Farm girl Queen Katherine was a young Queen. Her mother had died giving birth to her. Her father, the King was kind, and his people loved him, and so did Kathryn. Sadly, he fell sick and died shortly after her 18th birthday. Kathryn was named Queen and promised herself and her kingdom that she would rule as her father had and her people would love her. Queen Kathryn was a beautiful woman, she stood at 5’6” and 110lbs. She had beautiful, flowing black...
‘Welcome to the Pavlovian Suite.’ said the masseuse as she led Carla into one of Heaven’s many custom designed massage rooms. The masseuse continued ‘All our rooms are named after the figures who have inspired us here at Heaven be it through their vision, mind or beauty.’ If the name hadn’t already given it away then the soft blue and pink furnishings of a room filled with pictures of Ballet scenes whilst Tchaikovsky’s Nutcracker Suite played quietly in the background made it clear from whom...
Growing up, I was an ugly duckling, the kid taking piano lessons, the kid with braces and white socks with rings around the ankles. My parents would not allow me to play sports because of my braces and a knee injury that I had sustained playing football in seventh grade. By 1969, I had outgrown white socks, the braces came off, I switched to playing the trumpet, and grew more than six inches over the summer; but my real transformation was yet to come. Through hard work and perseverance, I...
2. Good Morning 3. Clotheslined It was a couple days after mine and Kara’s last ‘episode’ parents were gone for four more days on the cruise. We hadn’t done anything since last time. Well, sure, we’d had sex, but we hadn’t done, you know…anything. We had gotten bored, sex only takes up so much time, and even with our common interests, we were running out of fun and new non-sexual things to do. She suggested a picnic somewhere out in the woods around my house, but we woke up kind of lazy...
You stretch languidly, the rays of the sun soaking into your body. The sky is an electric blue, white fluffy clouds drifting lazily by. A soft breeze blows periodically, crinkling your skin into goose bumps with the sudden coolness. After the week I’ve had, you think, this is just the ticket. Stretching again on the towel, you settle your hands to either side of your head as you lay on your stomach, your bikini top unfastened beneath you. Gotta remember to hook back up before I get up, you...
Any resemblance to anyone alive or dead is simply a fluke. All characters are 18 years of age or older. Thanks to Selenakittyn for her edit, and Dampy for the idea. * Ellowynthe lit upon a budding cherry tree. She was a wood sprite, a magical creature of the forest. Ellowynthe had never been to this village before. It sat at the northernmost regions of the land. Spring had arrived and the snow had retreated to the base of the surrounding mountains. Bits of budding plant life were visible in...
Fatherboard Her cell phone rang by her bed. “Hello.” “Hi, baby.” “Oh Craig, oh sweetness and light I was just thinking about you.” “Oh, really” in a sexy low voice. “Yeah” her voice lowering an octave, too. “Yeah, I was just thinking about your lips, your mouth.” “And where was my mouth.” “Craig, you know where.” “No, where? Tell me.” “On my clit.” “On your clit, huh…well, it just so happens, I’ve got a hard on and I thought of your lips.” “Oh, baby, and where...
There stood Etherus, just as before, frozen in the pose he had worn for more than a century. Kathryn looked down and marveled at the care the creator had taken in the upright appendage, every ripple, every vein, had been meticulously carved, making it seemed to pulse with realism. She reached out and grasped it gingerly quite shocked at the width, her tiny fingers unable to touch on top. The marble was warm, she supposed from pressing against her and she dropped slowly down to take it into...
As a Therapist, Elizabeth Fare could always get the men and women to let everything out once they move from sitting in a chair, to laying on the couch in her office. Each patient comes in downtrodden and moping, but when they leave, they all appear chipper and re-energized, while, like her patients. Elizabeth is left satisfied.
FetishYou are browsing through the internet when a website catches your attention. 'MotherBoard' Change anything you wish and create the rest. Intrigued you click on the site. You see 3 options. Body-Change the body Mind-Give a command Reality- Change reality
Mind ControlThe Party by DCRI was told to dress in a formal gown. This was very strange.Master usually took me to parties in the most revealing costume he had.I've been his slave for 4 years now, and never had such a request.I knelt before my Lord."Stand up, Little Cunt.", commanded master, "I want to see howbeautiful you look."I blushed. Master never called me beautiful. He knew I craved to beshamed.Master looked me over, as a groom inspects his bride. I blushed again.Since we've met, he's whipped,...
There's a new fitness gym that just ope ed. It's called Orangetheory. It's right next to a hardware store I'm always going to. After I finnish in the hardware I'll sit in the car and watch the girls coming out and in to the gym. I learned when one class ends and the next starts. After watching for a few days I decided to go to their free 4 classes. From watching for the passed two weeks I know their all house wives probably there just after dropping the k**s off. Not a man in site which ended...
TheHumanoidTyphoonhmmm... i imagine a logging road way back in the sticks, just after a heavy rain storm, there's a bunch of big mud puddles.. I'm standing next to one. you're down on your knees in the mud at the edge, naked except for your panthose, your legs covered with mud.i reach down and begin to smear mud all over your ass, giving it a playful spank. you try to crawl away, but slip in the mud. i pull you back towards me as you continue to try and squirm away. i tear a hole in your...
I have been watching him for hours tonight (Friday), at the “Taste of Beaverton” festival in Griffith Park, a yearly event that usually lasts the entire weekend. Listening to the sounds of Kool and the Gang I notice he is poised, self-confidant, he struts his bulge attempting to tease the ladies and he’s all male, the best part is, he is alone with no ring on his finger; fair game.I followed him all around noting the huge bulge in his jeans. I have to have him. He is going to be my sex slave. I...
I have always dreamed of fucking my mom and her mom ,my nephews mother I want to fuck her two. For years they have filled my spank bank and made me shoot gallons of cum, unfortunately not inside eather one.My best friend from c***dhood, well his mother is no different as far as my cock is concerned. And to fuck her is not as good as sex with my own mother, but it is the next best thing. Especially the way I fucked her. I mean the way we fucked her. Well I guess I mean the way me and my best...
First of all, thank you all for your all of your supportive comments. Secondly, since I have created a little sub-universe within NMF, let me be the first to cast the first stone with this new entry. As always, i enjoy your opinions. A word of warning. On the last one a lot of things happened off stage in response to the recent TG Cliche thing that went around. This one will be much more graphic once it gets going full throttle. Tales of Djinnar: NEPENTHE By Raven ne-pen'the ...
WeatherBabes by LorenaMae talking with Beth Johnston, director of the new independent film, Weatherbabes --Beth, we are here to talk about your new film, Weatherbabes. Can you tell me a bit about it? It's a film about a band that decides to get a gimmick and starts dressing up like women on the Weather Channel. They get into a whole underground weatherbabe cult, full of men who fantasize about the women on TV. I made the film because I was interested in the subject...
"Hmmm, so this woman you saw. Was she attractive?" Jennifer, my therapist, said. "Oh yeah, she was about 5'8", 140 lbs. Long dark hair in a ponytail. Blue eyes. She was wearing this white short-sleeved top, full pink print skirt and white heels," I said. "I couldn't take my eyes off her as we walked up the steps from the train." "What do you mean 'full skirt'?" "Not a mini. It came down just about knee length and kind of puffed out, instead of clinging to her legs." "Oh." She...
I'm in the shower washing myself from the long humid day. I remember the time you went down on me and how i felt as though i had to repay you. I remember your tongue diving into my hot wet cavern. How it danced around the outside. The gentle pressure of your skilled muscle. I lean back on the cold tiles. I roll my nipples between my fingertips. My other hand sliding down my slick body. I close my eyes and imagine you doing the same. Your hand sliding down your creamy flesh grabbing yourself....
You see me switching my butt from side to side as i bend over the counter. I ask you something you don't seem to catch. I watch you turn bright red and I smile. I tell you to come here. I sit on the counter spreading my legs wide. I grope myself, teasing you. I pinch my nipples through my shirt. You come between my legs and stand there. You put your hands on my thighs and slide them back towards my ass. we kiss, my breathing gets puffy as i get turned on to the max. you lick the shell of my...
My plan is fail proof. Heels, check. Lipstick, check. Lingerie, check. And and extra pair of panties...Check! I walk up to the reference desk. I ask to see the chief executive. They direct me to his office and i walk in. Your expression is concealed by your perfect mask, but i know that face. you're pissed. I laugh and sit at the chair at the other side of your desk. You look at me with those pale green eyes.They burn. I'm so sure you smell my perfume. I made sure to use your favorite scent....
Room descriptionThe room contains a bed, two lamps either side of the bed. On the wall is a picture of the face of a Thai girl taken from a magazine. Object DescriptionYou see nothing special. In the room there is: Mi Li Examine Mi Li She is a short dark-skinned Thai girl of about twenty, dressed in her underwear and black stockings... Mi Li has been logged on to #RL for 06 hrs 04 minutes.The phrase "as psychologically astute as a Thai prostitute" is not in common usage. It should...
Ethereamones By Mistress X, Co-authored by Sci-Fi Kara (Note: this is a rewrite of a draft I did several months ago; it involves the use of drugs which is not a subject I'm familiar with so please excuse any incongruities on that topic.) I was walking too my car in the darkness of the parking garage, a little stressed from the day but glad I was finally off from work. I slipped into the driver's seat, tossed my work ID into the back, and opened up the little compartment between the...
There stood Etherus, just as before, frozen in the pose he had worn for more than a century. Kathryn looked down and marveled at the care the creator had taken in the upright appendage, every ripple, every vein, had been meticulously carved, making it seemed to pulse with realism. She reached out and grasped it gingerly quite shocked at the width, her tiny fingers unable to touch on top. The marble was warm, she supposed from pressing against her and she dropped slowly down to take it into...
SupernaturalTETHERS (a transvestite fantasy) By ?c.c.? How you get involved with the group of submissive women known as "Tethers" is a case of everything just coming together by itself. You married your wife June knowing she was the submissive type, and you certainly enjoy tying her up, etc., but due to the pressures of your job as a research biologist, you don't always have time to indulge her. So when she hears about this informal group called "Tethers"?seven women who enjoy playing...
MATHERCHOD Hi, this is Huma ready with a hot story of mother son incest. I have given the name Amit to one of my lovers who was in love with his mother all the time when he was fucking me. Mother son fuck is the ultimate incest which I hope you will love reading. Mera naam Amit hai. Main Hyderabad ka rehne wala hoon aur sach baat to yeh hai ki main matherchod hoon. Aap jante hi hain ki matherchod kissko kete hain. Main apni maa Suman ko pichhle 5 saal se chodta aa raha hoon. Meri umar 23 saal...
IncestNEURASTHENIA by Crazy Baron DISCLAIMERS This work may be distributed to forums where it can be read free of charge, provided that the author gives his explicit permission and that the text is not altered. Please note that this story is intended for mature readers only. The people and incidents depicted herein are completely fictional. THE STORY Synopsis: Every once in a while, it may happen that the forces governing human destiny choose an ineffectual, harmless, pathetic...
Fatherboard Her cell phone rang by her bed. “Hello.” “Hi, baby.” “Oh Craig, oh sweetness and light I was just thinking about you.” “Oh, really” in a sexy low voice. “Yeah” her voice lowering an octave, too. “Yeah, I was just thinking about your lips, your mouth.” “And where was my mouth.” “Craig, you know where.” “No, where? Tell me.” “On my clit.” “On your clit, huh…well, it just so happens, I’ve got a hard on and I thought of your lips.” ...
Love StoriesSmithereensPage 1. She was the sweetest little number you would ever hope to see and she wasn't even young. I'd gotten to know her at the home decorating outlet she owned and she was forty two with two grown children. But man was she sweet, about five foot one and maybe a hundred and five pounds and almost no fucking tits, no bust at all. During the hot summer months, when I'd drop in more than necessary for her (un) needed expertise, she'd often wear a tank top under a...
Weathergirl Weathergirl- a short story -by Eve Adorer
Anna was vibrating with excitement. She had been waiting to see this band for over a year now. She didn't get to go last year since all the concerts were canceled and it was only now that some of the smaller venues were allowing some shows. Her best friend Megan had hit her up the day before telling that, somehow, she had got her hands on tickets for the two of the to go see the band at a tiny little place called The Rockit. The Rockit wasn't the coolest place in town, due mostly to the fact...
Thanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. Flathead-- From 1920 through 1969, Flathead Indians and Harleys were a major force in American motorcycling. Up until I met Candy, there were only two things in my life of any value: the 1946 Flathead that my father gave me, and the 1917 Navy Luger that my grandfather brought back after World War 2. I wasn't what you would call an ambitious fellow. I usually went with the flow and always took the easy way out. Now, don't get the...
Sara knew she was obsessed: this was the fifth day in a row she came to this cafe for lunch looking for that sick bastard. She wondered again if she was wasting her time trying to find that asshole, and would she be better off spending her lunch hour trying to find some young housewife at the mall. But what could you do in an hour? Again she began to fret, struggling with the concept of seducing a woman. Everywhere she looked she saw gorgeous, sexy women; and it seemed each was married or...
Seventeen-year-old Sally and her nineteen-year-old sister Katy had been lovers for nearly two years when their older brother, twenty-two-year old Jake, discovered them making love. One lunchtime he'd called in at his parent's home, where his younger sisters still lived, to pick up some papers he'd left with his mother the previous evening for her to sign. His sisters were not expecting him. They had turned up the volume on the hi-fi and were writhing naked on the settee when Jake walked...
I was bored. Seriously bored. I was supposed to be out in the yard fixing a truck, but the rain, the first in months, had been so heavy I'd come inside and sat down. Surprisingly, it had also turned quite cold. It wasn't as if I could just ring a mate, I grumbled to myself for the hundredth time that day, a grumble I'd had every day for the last six years, ever since the whole family had uprooted themselves from our ancestral sheep farm, just outside of Kendal in Englands Lake district, to...
There had been a battle in the sea. I could see the Ottoman and the Imperial flags. The Turks were vanquished. The next morning there were bodies and pieces of wood along the shore. And one survivor. A young man. I fed him some watered wine. When the sun neared its height, the power of Apollo enabled me to get him to my grotto. "I am Stavros. To whom do I owe my life?" "I am Penthesilea." "Am I dead? Am I mazed?" "You live. Yet you may be confused. Why was a Greek among the...