Fairty Tale Erotica indian porn

A Devils Tale Jacqueline s descent

A Devils Tale: Jacqueline's descent Part OneJacqueline stared at the bruiser of a man sitting across from her at the table. He appeared to be in perfect shape and a man who took care of himself. Probably in his mid-30s but could've been much older for he had an aura of real self-confidence not the false bravado of the young. She wondered if he was some sort of professional athlete but if so she did not know him. He was the only one still in the game and she had just raised him everything she...

The Third Story A b j darling Tale

The Third Story A "b.j. darling" Tale By sissy cocksleeve jessica While this story contains truthful elements, it is a work of fiction and should not be construed as anything else. Nor should it be seen as condoning risky or violent behavior. All relationships portrayed are of a consensual nature and involve only individuals 18-years-of-age or older. _____________________________________________ The door opens as i adjust my thigh-high white hose. They match the wedding...

No Faire A Tale of Public Humiliation

No Faire A Tale of Public Humiliation Brian had been dating Jan for about two years now. A few times each year, she tended to disappear for a weekend to attend one of the local ?Renaissance Festivals? in nearby towns, but Brian had never had much interest in going with her. Every time Jan tried to convince Brian, he would claim to be ?too busy? or make up an excuse. One day, he found himself unable to think of a reason, and decided to blurt out his real opinion.?It just seems so...

A Mistress s Tale

A Mistress's Tale By Cassandra Morgan Every story needs a villain. Every story needs someone evil, someone heartless, someone to show the comparative humanity in the hero. Someone who needs to seek power, to avoid kindness, to embrace hunger. I am she. I am death. I am darkness. I am destruction. I am the Mistress. And, frankly, you've got me all wrong. I know the stereotypes. I know how cold we are as described by the sissies among you, the quivering masses with the...

A Christmas tale The fourth

A Christmas Tale (the fourth) Kyorii Chapter 1 Goodbye to a Childhood Friend. It was late October, the trees in the graveyard were giving up their final leaves to the brisk autumn breeze as Linda Anders stood well back from the main group of mourners at the graveside, she watched the vicar read from a large screen tablet in his hand as the coffin was lowered into the ground by the funeral director's staff. Linda sniffed and dabbed at her eyes as the coffin vanished from...

Changing at the Beach A Morality Tale

Changing at the Beach, A Morality Tale "Hey Kevin," said Andy, "get a load of this." He gestured to a prominent yellow sign mounted next to the entrance of the cluttered little shop we had followed his brother into. My eyes grew wide as I read, WARNING Theft is a crime, this isn't a game. Steal from us and you won't be the same. If your life is pleasant, then pay with haste, or return the item so you don't get erased. Without swift restoration, you should know the winds of...

A Walk at the Beach A Morality Tale with a Tail

A Walk at the Beach, A Morality Tale with a Tail "Thirty bucks for this piece of shit? What a joke!" The man was clearly used to speaking his mind and getting his way. He loomed over the tired looking woman next to him. "Oh Larry," said the tired looking woman, "you don't have to buy me anything." She said it in the resigned voice of someone who knew that it made no difference. He turned toward the far end of the cluttered little shop where a frizzy- haired woman in a tie-dyed...

Vacation at the Beach Another Morality Tale

Vacation at the Beach, Another Morality Tale There's a moment, as the afternoon fades toward evening and the beachgoers thin out; when the shadows start getting long and the light becomes perfect. You don't need sunglasses then. Anything seems possible. A man can dream. I wasn't interested in dreaming. I was about reality and how to shape it to my will. I knew the day was coming when I would be one of the most powerful men alive and no one would be able to stop me from doing what I...

Hunting at the Beach A Morality Tale of Dark Design

Hunting at the Beach, A Morality Tale of Dark Design Randall Wayne Mudge believed in patience. In this need-everything- instantly era when the lack of it had fatally sunk the ambitions of countless talented fools, Randy was no fool. He knew that if you learned to handle the boredom, the patient hunter would always be rewarded. He leaned against a cinderblock wall which shaded his pale skin from the bright summer sun. From this vantage, he could watch passersby as they enjoyed a...

Bonding at the Beach A Morality Tale in Triplicate

Bonding at the Beach, A Morality Tale in Triplicate WARNING Theft is a crime, this isn't a game. Steal from us and you won't be the same. If you hate your life, then take without paying, and risk alteration that won't be delaying. Return what was taken in a timely way or the winds of change will not delay. I stared at the bright yellow sign and didn't know whether to laugh or groan. Glancing around the cluttered little shop that Liam's mother had dragged us into, I saw...

A Short Tale

A Short Tale My name is Bill. I live in a suburb in a cul-d-sac. It about 30 minutes outside of Toronto. There are 8 houses on the edge of town. My street is a little community. Most of the wives are stay at home moms, whose children have moved out. That means that they do lunch, gossip, and generally find ways to occupy their time while the husbands go off to work. I am not married. I don't have anything against marriage. It just never happened for me. I have had a few...

A Short Tale part 2

A Short Tale We eat. We drink. We talk. We even take some selfies together. It was a wonderful evening. Just two girls being girls. No football, no cars, no macho crap. She insists on helping me clean up after dinner. Guys don't do that. I don't want it to end. At midnight she said she has to go since she has to get up in the morning and travel. As she is heading out the door, she declares, "You should wear that dress at your New Years Eve party." I replied that nobody...

A Karen Tale The Gym Incident

A Karen Tale - Full Circle "Excuse me, excuse me!" Karen huffed as she made her way angrily to the front counter of the gym. Her brunette hair was in a ponytail and she wore a tight purple spandex top and black stretchy pants. Frustration was visible on her face. "There is a man in the women's dressing room. This is completely unacceptable. You need to do something about this right now!" She hadn't even reached the front counter but her eyes were set on the employee behind it and they...

A Tale of Submission Chapter One Linda s Arrival

A Tale of Submission By LindaK Day One - Linda's Arrival With butterflies in her stomach and clammy palms, Linda pulled into the driveway of the woman she had been conversing with for the past few weeks. As she checked her lipstick and hair in the visor mirror, she mentally checked off the requirements her soon-to-be domme had demanded. Her boy clit had been caged for the past week, the keys mailed to her Mistress and daily pictures demanded at random times had been provided...

A Tale of Submission Day One Contemplation

A Tale of Submission By LindaK Day One - Contemplation Early evening the same day... Jane reached for her glass of wine. Before taking it she picked up her phone and checked their security app. Flicking through the camera views she stopped at the spare bedroom monitor and smiled at what she saw. Of course, there was nothing to be heard. She set the phone down, grasped the stem of her glass and after taking a sip settled into the arm of her husband Rick. Together they enjoyed...

Porn Trends