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During their three years of marriage Harry, had discovered exactly how to make Ginny scream...again...and again...and again. Unfortunately, this was not one of those occasions where they had the time to sweetly explore each other and draw out their pleasure. They had stolen these precious few moments, mostly because Harry could be very persuasive when he wanted to and Ginny was simply hoping they'd both come quickly. As much as Ginny enjoyed a fast romp with Harry, there was a reason she...
The story of William Potter is harder to tell than either of the previous. Maybe it would be best to start with his arrest in New Haven Connecticut in 1662. (Note: the Salem Witch Trials took place in 1692.) His adult son John Porter had confessed to the minister of the church that he had witnessed his father committing a sex act with a calf. The minister went to the authorities and told them what he and been told by John. When the authorities went to John to hear the story from him, he...
PT1: Pink Envy, PT2: Ockham`s Razor and this is PT3: No Harry Potter. This is also just an ALPHA DRAFT, based on reviews I will make some changes. [Warning contains R18 content Minor Incest and other adult topics] NO HARRY POTTER [Alpha Draft] By Britney Kandey What a strange dream Gilbert thought to himself, as he tapped away on the controller of his Nintendo Gamecube. It had been a very wired dream the night before, almost as wired as the events that had led Gilbert...
Copyright© 2012 by Stultus Synopsis: In a grove near you, pagans and other Vermont towns folk are gathering to celebrate Samhain, the night when the veil between the living and the dead, between this world and others, is thin… and sometimes a passageway for ancient evils! Can one modern witch and a very confused local town sheriff put an end to a hundred and fifty years of terror? You don’t need magic when you carry a .44 Magnum, but sometimes it really helps! Sex contents: A Little Sex ...
Mary Jean Potter had an unearned reputation. "She's a wild 'un, she is," opined Mrs. Edger, mother of Wilmer Edger and his older teen age brother Delmar Dean. "Oh I do so worry she will get my Delmar Dean into trouble. Good Lord. Can you imaging having a young hussy like her for a daughter in law? I shudder to even think it. But what else can you expect of a young girl running wild and doing God knows what at all hours of the day and night. Remember her trollop of a mother and how she...
How did it come to this?I’m sitting between my wide-eyed and frankly startled parents, waiting for my name to be called. My mum keeps saying that I haven’t done anything to be ashamed of and that I have done nothing wrong.“It’s all her fault,” she insists, “she made you do it; her and that twisted husband of hers, they forced you.” That’s what she wants to believe, and I let her.The press, of course, is having a field day. Stories of our relationship have covered the front pages of the nation’s...
First TimeWelcome to the world of Harry Potter! You can begin in the first year, or later on, where more... interesting things are likely to happen soon. So, which will it be? ( Feel free to add more chapters or story lines. Help developing the story is much appreciated!)
All characters are property of J. K. Rowing. I don't expect to be as good as her or even the great Kim West. If anyone wants to continue this beyond a Part 1 feel free. I doubt that I will. NEW HOLLY POTTER BY PAUL JUTRAS It was a cool summer night at Privet Drive when a young teenage let out a sigh from his bedroom window. Harry was a black-haired boy who was so thin it was almost on the unhealthy side. What made him stand out most was the lighting shape mark on his forehead. A...
It was going to the fifth year for Harry Potter at Hogwarts. Lord Voldemort was now alive again, and out there somewhere. The paper had been saying a lot of mean things about Harry, and the Wizengamot Court and the Minister of Magic had tried to get Harry expelled from Hogwarts except that Professor Dumbledore had come to his hearing and had gotten him cleared. Now Harry was sitting in the room that he was sharing with his best mate Ron at Grimwauld Place that his Godfather owned and the Order...
Previously the great Lord Ragan had been caught in a terrible snowstorm whilst trying to cross wasteland known as The Badlands. He became separated from his two lieutenants, and he and his bodyguard Simmons had hopelessly continued together on foot after their horses died. Just at the moment, Ragan thought all was lost; they had spotted a tiny hamlet and were dragged in by the inhabitants.The hamlet was owned and ruled by a minor Lord, Lord Godfrey, a rather frail, blind old man. However,...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe bitterly cold wind stabbed at Lord Ragan’s face like a thousand needles. They were in real peril. The snowstorm had snuck up on them two days ago. They had lost their way in the white blindness.Now it was just Lord Ragan and his oldest trusted bodyguard and aide, Simmons. His two other lieutenants had become separated from their horse train in the previous long night. He had to assume they were dead or dying somewhere, lost as he was in this desolate wasteland.He did not believe he would...
Fantasy & Sci-FiWallace gave a huge sigh of relief at the news the great Lord had agreed to bed his wife. Exactly what retribution Wallace feared he would encounter after failing to arrange a young farmer's daughter to bed him, Ragan did not know. Ragan would have been disappointed for sure, but he wasn’t the type of lord to deal out death and judgement for what he considered a minor failure to uphold the ‘Thanking’ tradition. It wasn’t even a real law per se, just a custom.Of course, Ragan had kept silent,...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThis story began as a prologue for a much longer story that was never completed – so I just continued with this part instead.Lord Harrington’s OrdealLord Harrington was laid naked on a long, thin table, his arms secured to the sides by steel rings and his legs spread wide and secured high in the air to a metal bar suspended from the ceiling. Carol was stood between his open legs, gently scraping her long fingernails around the tip of his throbbing cock. ?I do hope that you’re going to give me...
Lord Cowie of Queenstown was the rather spoiled son of the Viscount of Queenstown. Lord Cowie indulged himself in his father's great wealth everyday. Having been sent down from university the errant young Lord Cowie was looking for anything to keep his salacious appetite, which was any sexual experience, satisfied. It happened one October morning when Lord Cowie had took liberty with the local milk maid,a beautiful girl who enjoyed the hard sex that Lord Cowie and herself partook of in the...
Kathleen hurried up the stone castle steps to his lordship’s chamber’s, her arms full of fresh towels and linens. She knew she only had a few minutes before the banquet in the great hall downstairs was over to allow the drunken guests a chance to sleep off their mead before the stag hunt in the morning. Standing before the large oaken door, she rapped twice to make sure she would not be disturbing anyone then slipped inside to the bed chambers. She had only been in Lord Michael’s private rooms...
She appeared to me as if an angel at Mr Marchington's ball at the great hall at Thrimby, I was at once bewitched and dangled helpless in her thrall, as I beheld an angel with ringletted golden hair, with eyes of blue and a merry laugh that lightened even my poor dour soul.And I was not alone, everyone else that claimed to be male and of the red blood lusted after this angel, the very epitome of beauty and grace, as she glided swiftly across the dance-floor in as swish of flouncing lace, as if...
I wanted to say thank to everyone who gave me input on part 1. I have tried my best to improve my grammar. I hope this part is easier to read. Feel free to email me any suggestions at ms_jan1975@yahoo.com. Part 2 of Lord, Princess and the Empire William was confused "Empress, I don't understand. How can I replace Elaine? Unless you have a daughter I don't know of?" "I will let your mother explain the hows. I have come to understand that your sister Elaine would not be a good...
Lord of the Legion By: Lyrissa "Beware, mortal. Your doom is at hand!" the towering figure said in its deep, sonorous voice. The figure stepped out of the shadows and the flickering light of the lamps cluttering the laboratory revealed a tall male creature with a deep red skin and a pair of odd backwards-jointed legs terminating in massive hooves. He stood tall enough to nearly scrape the top of his ridged skull on the ceiling of the room despite how spacious it was, and the short,...
I looked around the sitting room, where my sisters and mother and the aristocratic and haughty Lady Marjory and the flame haired Rose her tall spoiled daughter, were all looking expectantly at me and I laughed. "Mr Harnsworth," Lady Marjory demanded, "What exactly do you find funny?" It was something my Father said many years ago, "John," he had said to me in his kindly manner as I stood before him many yeas ago as a child, "I fear that you shall have to make your own fortune in...
I’m overwhelmed and delighted by your amazing response to chapter four. I was a bit unsure how readers would respond to my psych out at the end, but it seems nobody minded and you found it as fun as I did. Please keep the comments coming, since this is still my first work of fiction. I’ve had extremely helpful advice from several readers that have improved the story, and I thank them! * The cold grew more bitter and the days shorter as Advent neared. The harvest and hunting had been...
Friday, June 29 1861 Southampton, Hampshire, England The stranger sitting in the corner of her parlor wouldn’t stop looking at her. Broad shouldered, well dressed, chin length brown hair, his blue eyes tore over her in an assessing way. ‘Let us begin, sir.’ Elizabeth, her mother and sister, the stranger and his lawyer were gathered in the parlor of her home. She knew that the meeting couldn’t come of good things. They had had meetings like this one before, Gentlemen and their lawyers would...
This is my first attempt at writing a story. I have put quite a bit of work into it. I hope you enjoy my efforts. I would also be glad for any input in improving my writing. If you would like to send me comments email me at ms_jan1975@yahoo.com. Private Christopher Mills dunks into his commanders tent, A Colonel William Hamilton. The Colonel was sitting at his desk reading a report, dated for today 8-26-2059. He wasn't a huge man at 5' 9", 195 pounds, blue eyes, short stubby...
Lord Stanley Professional Disciplinarian I recently transferred to England with the BBC and moved into a lovely apartment in a small town outside of London. My neighbour, Janine is a very nice attractive single lady and we were getting well acquainted but soon I would get to know a whole lot more about her. I do a lot of my work from home so I have a very flexible schedule so on a Monday morning feeling the need to release some sexual tension I walk down into the centre of town to a nice...
Bella was a young girl of 18 and starting work for a lord and lady Digsbry, she had been in service for about 3 weeks when his lordship sent for her, arriving at the study door she knocked and waited “come in” she opened the door to a huge study, she had never seen this part of the house before closing the door behind her she curtseyed “you sent for me your lordship” “ah Bella it’s you sit down my dear” lord Digsbry was in his late thirties and had taken over the estate when his parents had...
If truth be told I was dreading my return to Marchington Hall, my brother Charles the Fifth Baron Marchington was barely cold in his grave before I found myself dragged from service overseas to oversee his estate, though in truth it was no longer his but mine. He left his dear wife Marjorie, as frigid an ice maiden as ever walked England's hallowed turf, and her mother Deloretha, the perfect model for any artist wishing to depict a witch as ever walked abroad, and with an evil manner to...
I realize that this chapter is short, but I need to move past it to develop the story because it’s been stalling me. Such are the vicissitudes of reading amateur work on the web, I suppose! I hope you all enjoy the feast of 2 chapters after a famine, sorry my disability has been kicking my ass lately! Please vote and remember that I have a comment fetish. * Lilac’s knees and shins burned in agony on the stone floor as she woke, groaning to find herself still in the world and not heaven,...
Heh, thank you, loyal readers, for giving me feedback on my previous piece. To address some of the points people made, since I can't really do it elsewhere (skip to the story if you're not interested): Yes, the first piece was basically plotless. I wrote it because it was a 'fapping piece' and story wasn't really the first thing on my mind. Nevertheless, one has developed, and you get to see a little more of the storyline in this part. I appreciate the ego boost (when I read the...
Hey, new submitter here at Fictionmania, you know the drill. I don't mind other people posting this story to their sites, as long as they don't charge and ask me first. This story contains sexual content. You must be of the legal age relevant to your country of residence to view it. Just remember, Menoth is watching you and he knows if you're bad. Then he sets you on fire. This is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to any people or places, living or dead, is entirely...
Lord Dagmar’s EstateChapter 1Dress appropriately. That’s what the letter had said. It wasn’t a letter you ignored either. The calligraphic script and the weight of the paper showed you it meant business. No exclamation mark or other intonation was necessary; the whole thing reeked of old school, old money, old power. That was not to say the age behind the power lessened it, it was still as strong today as it had always been, strong, stable and unmovable. A relentless force driving the...
Greetings once more. Welcome to the third part pf my story. While I do appreciate the fact that people have actually bothered to at least post some sort of commentary to my stories so far, I have yet to reach my rather lofty (it would seem) goals in terms of numbers... I'm also keen to actually get some discussion on my work going, but don't really want to start something without actually getting other people to participate in it... AS such, there is a post I put to a forum a while...
Your name is Dan, you are currently at high school working to finish up your 3rd year right now. But a few girls discover an artifact with chaotic powers to curse people and do a multitude of things like, changing their clothes, turning them into girls, or even removing their sense of dignity. Little did either of you know, but this Orb would turn you into something much greater than anything this world has ever seen. As you touch the orb, you feel an incredible power start to surge throughout...
BDSMHello to all of you out there in internetland. This will likely be the last piece I will ever psot to Fictionmania. To be honest the admins don't answer my e-mails excpet once where they did so with as short a message as was humanly possible to get thier message across, so I'm moving to a different location. When I post any new parts of the story it will now be at the Yahoo! group I have created for that purpose. This will also allow me to respond to comments and criticism from...
At the start of the summer, he had confided in Lupin everything he head learned about the Horcrux from Dumbledore, along with the failed mission to retrieve the locket because someone with the initials R.A.B had already beaten them to it and put a fake in its place. Even if that R.A.B person had destroyed the Horcrux like they said they were going to, there were still three more left to find, as Voldemort himself would represent the seventh and final Horcrux. Two of them were...
The battle is over, the dark lord is gone for good. Good has vanquished evil. The surviving Death Eaters are being rounded up. Shaklebolt is the Minister of Magic, and the clean up and restoration of Hogwarts is underway. The dead are buried and morned for and remembered. Harry sits without a goal, without school to attend, wondering what is next for him as he flips through the pages of the book call Magic Most Dark. It was this book that detailed how to make horcuxes the Lord Voldemort used in...
Welcome to Hogwarts before we get started perhaps we should learn a little more about yourself so as to help us progress your storyline more fluidly. My first question is weather you are a male or female?
The last trace of steam evaporated in the autumn air. The train rounded a corner. Harry’s hand was still raised in farewell.“He’ll be all right,” murmured Ginny.As Harry looked at her, he lowered his hand absentmindedly and touched the lightning scar on his forehead.“I know he will.”The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well.____… Or, rather, all would soon be well. In a few moments’ time, all would be better than well. It’d be fan—bloody—tastic. He just had to once again...
I am Lord. I am the savior of this universe but they do not understand yet. These worthless heroes fight everyday against both men and women who truly understand the world. Of course, some may pursue more chaotic desires. But some, like me, truly wish to make a difference even if it means tearing apart everything they “love”. Who is they? Those “heroes” everyone worships and idolizes as gods. I will show these gods can bleed... I will make these gods kneel. The door to the office bursts open...
The change came gradually, so slowly that you had no idea it had taken place. Travelling into one of the few remaining large forests of Britain, you found yourself lost when the path you had previously taken was suddenly gone, replaced by thick bushes with thorns everywhere. Slightly distraught, you decide to carry on, wary of this strange happening. After a while, when nothing else has taken place, you decide that it was just due to you taking a wrong turn. You were also tired from a long day...
She was a simple peasant girl. She had a pleasant bosom. Not too small to resemble a buy nor too large to be udders on a cow. They were average, but just right on her frame. Nothing on her looked out of place. Her eyes were a bright blue, her hair a gentle brown, not too light or dark, often teased into a single braid that would hang over her shoulder. She tended to wear blue dresses and brown blouses that accentuated the pale flesh of her slightly revealed bosom. When I had passed through her...
FantasyIt is unusual, quiet, eerie dark; but I don't know if it is calm before the storm or the one just after the battle. Sithen has decided it is time for rest so it made its chambers dark, bathing the gardens in cold blue moonlight. It was only hours since we worked magic, danced to rhythm of our desires, but I lay awake, motionless in the big, black silk covered bed, and listen to His breathing. He sleeps like a King, spread eagle in peaceful, deep, dreamless rest. Sliding carefully to...
Thanks to every loyal reader who’s hung around while I’ve been ill. Chapter Seven is finally here and Chapter Eight is coming. Please remember to vote, and comments are always welcome. I deeply appreciate politely phrased and constructive criticism! Hope you enjoy some sexual action at last! * Lilac rose and carried the slumbering Nan to her own chamber and bed, a treat she often bestowed on the orphans. When she returned she looked bowed down by a weariness Sir Reynard had never seen in her...
I apologize for the delay, I’ve been very ill. Here is Ch. 6, which gives insight into Lilac’s thoughts and personality. Next chapter will have more raunch and will be up in the next few days. Thanks for reading, please take time to rate and comment! * ‘Tell me your Ave and I will tell you its meaning in turn.’ crooned Lilac softly to the orphan splashing around in her tub at the hall hearth. Much as she loved reveling, she enjoyed the renewed quiet. Sir Reynard listened in dozily as he...
(Bobby may tell her tale.) My name is Bobby may Walcott; my sister is will-mina (Wilma or wily for short). We come from a family of Wicca women far back as I can tell. It is well over eight hundred years. I and my sister's will be tying to tell our story as best we can. Well I guess the best place to start is the beginning? I guess it started back when our grand aunt Mural took over the families following. That was 1866 when she began to mate with her father Milford Walcott, she was...
Delvin Artanus was an innkeeper in a not-so-typical fantasy setting, he wasn’t an average person, but he was the kind of character that most stories would relegate to background status. That wasn’t to say he wasn’t nice to look at; some would say he had a kind of natural hotness to him reserved for when you are talking about someone in terms of appearance and social presence. He was no warrior or Paladin; Delvin was just someone that adventurers occasionally interacted with and told stories to...
FantasyLord Edgar looked on with admiration at the sight before his horny eyes. Lord Edmund, his childhood friend-cum business partner and heir to his father’s vast cotton mill empire, was on all fours, his backside facing Lord Edgar and his companion Sir Kieran Veritice who were standing on the far side of the room. His naked backside! His large pink anus winked at the on looking noblemen as Lord Edmund’s head buried in between the open slender legs of a young peasant slut, his big tongue lapping...
The driver shook the reigns and the horses struck the cobbles and the carriage moved off, clattering noisily down the narrow street, echoing off the close knit houses. The two gentlemen peered cautiously from under the overhanging building, careful not be seen by people looking out of the window. After a few minutes they both quietly headed up the opposite end of the street. ‘I don’t know why we have to go to this awful side of town every month.’ the red headed gentleman grumbled ’I’m sure...
I quickly snapped myself out my daydream, and realized a bead of drool had rolled out the corner of my mouth, along with a drop of precum from my once more rigid dick. Why waste my time fantasizing when the real thing was within spitting distance in any direction? I'd gotten myself worked up again, and my cock throbbed angrily. There wasn't the same feverish need to rut as there had been in Beth's classroom. This time I felt a calmer, but somewhat crueler drive. I wanted to hurt someone....
--- I awoke to the playful teasing of a tongue on my balls. It traced all around the outline of my scrotum, momentarily cradling each testicle in a careful embrace. Each ball was briefly sucked into the inviting mouth, and rolled around lovingly between her tongue and soft inner cheek. I slowly pried open my eyes to see which if my girls had won the chance to wake me this morning. Propping myself up on my elbows I glanced down to see my naked body, uncovered by sheets, and a small head...
I sighed as I parked my rusted old car outside Glade Apartments, and stepped out onto the concrete bottom floor of the parking garage. I admired the view. It was a gorgeous skyscraper stretching up quite a while, and looked very modern and expensive. Thanking Natalie, my dad’s ex-wife, who I’d never met, I walked into the lobby. A gorgeous woman in a bikini walked up to the front desk and I tried not to stare. The girl finished her conversation with the front desk clerk quickly, and we locked...
You are the son of a Lust demon. Your mother had been impregnated with you by your demon father after she performed a dark ritual to summon him forth. She had done this because she wanted eternal youth and had read about Lust demons being able to grant wishes. What she hadn't realized was that those wishes often came with a price and when he sprang forth, he agreed to her wish with the stipulation that she must bear him a child. Not being able to resist his lusty ways, she agreed readily and on...
FantasyPresently they reached the top of the cliff and into shady glades and lush green grass. Nearby, a brook tinkled merrily down toward the cliff’s edge where it would plunge down onto the rocks below. Suddenly the men came abruptly to a stop. For there, in front of their very eyes, beneath a clump of overhanging palm trees, overlooking the sparkling blue ocean were their three missing companions. But it was not just them! They were surrounded by at least 15 scantily clad young maidens, all of whom...
Deep within a dark cave a great evil slumbers... Darkness, all around you. The chains binding you. You immediately begin to meditate in order to remember. A pair of sadistic red eyes widen you remember being sealed away from all. Those three mages used a forbidden spell, such irony light mages using forbidden magic. However, unknown to the enemy at the last second you used one last spell to make your magic slowly consume the seal. Eyes narrowed one word leaves your chapped lips "fools." With...
Gay(with deepest apologies to J.R.R. Tolkien) Copyright © 2002 by Adrian Hunter. All rights reserved. Please do not repost nor repurpose without permission. "Stop it, Marie-Noëlle. That tickles!" Spirella cantered ahead of her slender companion, who giggled as she bent forward and pretended to initiate another attack with the long feathers that adorned the harness of smooth white leather daintily padlocked around her head. "Seriously! We have many miles yet to journey ere we take...
Such a fall in grace had come about so quickly for these four once distinguished gentlemen, all heirs to vast fortunes and empires built by their families. And all of it had come about because of two peasant girls! When we last left them, our four gentlemen had been enjoying an orgy of sexual debauchery with the two afore mentioned Scottish peasant girls, in honour of their youngest companion, Matthias’ birthday, in a low lit, sweet scented and comfortable bar room below the streets of their...
________________________________________ Teddy Lupin had been a Junior Auror for nearly eight months. In that time he hadn't done much in terms of fighting dark wizards, and most of the missions he'd gone on had been rather boring. Up until the Azkaban break-out most of his work had consisted of paperwork and the occasional stake-out. Being an Auror, Teddy had discovered, was a lot more than chasing down Dark wizards and saving people's lives. It was for this very reason that Teddy had...
Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter. Weasley Family Tree is in the Author's Note at the bottom. ________________________________________ Molly Weasley didn't dare serve dinner until after the Quidditch match had been completed because even she didn't have the ability to drag Weasleys away from Quidditch. Teddy secured a win for his team by practically stealing the Snitch out James's grasp and then everyone was off their brooms and sitting at the large crowd of tables in record time....
________________________________________ Albus managed to sit up right before the hexes started flying. Realizing that he dropped his wand when Lubar and Jarrett hexed him, he groped about for it on the ground. Not finding it, he crawled behind a nearby bush and watched. Jarrett didn't stick around long. He sent one pathetic Stunner at Harry, who easily deflected it, and disappeared on the spot. Harry immediately disarmed Lubar before he could do the same. Once...
________________________________________ Albus spent most of the days preceding Christmas at Rose's house. James was determined to use all of his spare time for Quidditch practice, and he had to go to Rose's house for that. Albus usually went with him and he and Hugo would help James practice while Rose read. Harry had to practically separate James from his broom by magic on Christmas Eve so they could go to Godric's Hollow. James wanted to stay at Rose's house and keep...