Seduction of a Royal Guard

Almost a week after Elanor’s disciplinary visit to the place when another knock sounded on the great door of the Elven Temple. Whomever would have answered the door would’ve seen a young man in his early twenties, lean and tan with dark hair peeking out of his long, hooded brown robe and jade green eyes. “I am here to see Lady Horne,” he announced after being asked as to what end brought

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The Grimoire – Part 4 – Josephine

I lay in bed staring at the ceiling and thinking of my experiences over the last six months; Uncle Darcy being pronounced dead, the reading of the will, and his legacy to me, an old leather-bound book. The discovery of Agnes, my witch within the magic of its pages and the unbelievable sexual chemistry that had established itself instantaneously between us. I felt Agnes stir, and her leg

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The Tree of Life

Mulberry trees (Morus spp.) are a species that are gender fluid-they may first be male, then female, then change back again. You can find individual mulberry trees that are dioecious-with only male flowers or only female flowers. But right next to such a tree might be a monoecious specimen, bearing both male or female flowers. And to add another veil of intrigue, sometimes

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Love Remembers

You are my rock  You are my safe place  You calm the chaos  With just a simple touch  I’m your gentle place  Your soft place  Where you can be  You without guarding your heart  Love remembers  The touch of a lover  The sweet gentle kiss  The long good night kiss  The passion we share before we  Fall asleep all tangled up in the sheets  

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Rush Hour Rush

It’s only past seven in the evening and still already pitch dark outside the car. The headlights illuminate the fat raindrops that hurl themselves horizontally at the windshield. He is on the autobahn going barely 50 mph in the middle lane and it still looks like Chewie just punched it. Fall season in Germany is goddamn dreary. The streets are packed today. It’s rush hour, but no

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Hot Time in Biloxi-Lusting for the Construction Manager-Part 2

Hi, my name is Tammy and you already know I am the Construction Manager that Mike lusted after. He has told his story up to the wild night we spent together before he left Biloxi. Now it is my turn to carry on the story since Mike seems to have no interest in doing so. In fact, since he ‘got’ what he wanted he has lost interest. Yeah, I know it is partially my fault because I rather

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Leaving Raddling Close, Part 9 of 9

The end of the ‘Goodbye Weekend’ was to be a late-night visit. Rita’s shift at the pub finished at ten-thirty and she would be with them before eleven. It was the only time she could make. Rita had a trim figure except for her all-natural, thirty-eight DD breasts, breasts that were always made more prominent by the bras she wore, and generally well displayed in a low-cut, tight, leopard-

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My Boss Turned Me Gay For Pay

This all started when I was nineteen years old and a year removed from high school. I had a girlfriend named Brianna. I was not ready to go to college full time and I lived with my mom in a two bedroom apartment and finances were tight. My dad had passed away a few years before. My girlfriend was twenty-one and a Certified Nursing Assistant and convinced me to become a CNA. I guess you could

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His Sister's Eyes chapter seven

It’s all a bit blurred now, as I said we were both quite drunk. But I do remember us getting into bed and me pulling the black lacy panties down over her hips. I also remember that she was hot, pushing her hips up to my face even as I pulled the panties off over her ankles. I vaguely remember her telling me to turn round and the feel of her lips as they surrounded my penis, the aroma of

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Pictures from the past

“I must’ve been fucking insane,” I cussed, staring around the cavernous attic. “Why did I sign up for this?”  “This” was cleaning out my deceased mother’s house. Large, traditional, and draughty, she’d bequeathed it to me. But, being a city girl, I’d decided to sell this country dwelling. After a morning of hard graft, broken fingernails, and filling a gigantic skip, what used to be my

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Lessons Learned in the Library (A Story with Alex)

To be honest, I was a nerd in high school. I read comics, science fiction, and books about things that probably would not interest anyone else, at least not the girls at my school. Everything that I knew, I learned from books; I just could not connect with people as well as I wanted to. The few dates that I did get never got very far, and I did not expect that to change very much when I went

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New Aged Letters

  Love letters may be ageless But in today’s fast-paced world Text messages are the new thing. It’s a special way to put a smile on that face Knowing that you’re thinking about them. The best part It doesn’t cost you a thing To make that special person feel loved. It just takes a few seconds of your time To let that person know they are thought of What better way to say “hi,

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My Wife Spends the Night at a Friends – Part 2

It had been almost a week and I still hadn’t confronted my wife about her weekend away. Every time I looked at her I could see that man’s huge black dick in her mouth, but I just couldn’t bring myself to ask her what really happened or why she decided to cheat on me.  We had sex the night she came home. I don’t know why I went through with it knowing my wife’s pussy had been

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Hotel Rouge – Part Five

The young woman at the desk looked up and smiled as I made my way to the bar to wait for Rayanne. I had been coming to the Rouge on Saturday mornings for six weeks and had a surprise in my shoulder bag along with my swim gear. But then she held up a hand. ‘One moment, please, madame.’ She crossed the reception area to meet me. ‘Miss Rayanne asked me to show you to the private elevator,

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A Very Naughty Girl – Fucks in an Alleyway

How fucking stupid is this? In two more stops, I will be getting off the number forty-two bus on the way into town. It passes by some old arches, close to the river that winds its way through an industrial site. Numerous alleyways connect the river to the main road. Few are lit. It’s also dark and extremely fucking cold, even for six o’clock on this January evening. I’m not even dressed

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Love Street Ch 05 “Tracey's Mom”

“I hear she’s a divorcee with a teen-age daughter,” Mom hisses to one of her Love-Street friends in a voice dripping with disapproval. My parents have owned a lakefront cottage in the Love Street development for as long as I can recall. I’ve spent countless carefree summers here, hanging out with friends and learning to swim and dive and waterski and even navigate the rocks and shoals

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I Wish For You To Meet Me Here

I wish for you to meet me here Where the warm wind blows over our sun kissed skin I wish for you to meet me here So we can explore the deep blue ocean, and feel the water over our bodies I wish for you to meet me here Where we can walk in the sand, our hands together fingers intertwined I wish for you to meet me here So you can hold me close, as the sun sets watching the

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A hot night

Condoms, lube and imported cigarettes ‘Liberté Toujours’ the package says. I check my pockets for these essentials and close the hotel door behind me. I take a deep breath and light the first Gauloises. Thank god I am back in a real city for three days. I walk down the street and enjoy the noise, lights, sharp dressed people and everything else that a country town does not offer. The

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First Time Swing

As I approached the coffee shop, I could feel my nerves jangling.  I had spoken to the couple on the phone and by Facetime and although they seemed very nice, it was now seeming much more real.  I was about to meet them for the first time in person. I opened the door, walked inside and looked around.  I saw them instantly, sat together in the corner.  I waved at them and said, “Hi.” Sam got

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My New Coworker – Part 2

I drove into the office the next morning full of nerves. I was up half the night worrying that Terrence could upload that video whenever he wanted, and there wasn’t anything I could do about it. He had the power to ruin my marriage and my career with a few clicks of a mouse. Just what kind of things was he expecting me to do?  As angry and frustrated I was with what had happened earlier in

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Why you’ll want to not overstay your time with an London photo model

Escort time is normally paid by the hour, unless you book her for any complete evening. Place basically, you the cash you pay an London escort luxury only makes it possible for you a restricted quantity of time with her. But a single error most customers make when undertaking incall is always to overstay their welcome. So, overstaying your welcome with an model is incorrect. Commonly, London pse escorts program their time according to the time they will need in between every client. All London escorts british do this, as this is the most effective and most effective strategy to care for their company. When a client does not abide by an London best escorts’s schedule and continues to remain for any longer period than what was accommodated for them, this puts the elite courtesans at a major disadvantage. Very first, the latin model escorts won’t have sufficient time to prepare for the next client.

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His Sister's Eyes, chapter 5

It was the morning after our encounter with Mickey’s ex-lover, and we were sitting in the kitchen drinking our first coffee of the day. My sister was wearing just one of my tee shirts, not even long enough to cover the cheeks of her sexy little bottom. A pair of her new pink panties was her only other garment, and I was doing my best not to slobber over her! “Do you think we’ll hear any

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I Kissed A Girl And I Liked It! Part II

Leeann Benson and Ashley Hannigan in Part I, discovered their new love for each other-more than just being best friends, but having sex with each other. Their worries earlier in the day of their first experience how it would affect their sex lives with their husbands disappeared when they had sex with their husbands, Brad Benson and Kevin Hannigan, that evening and into the wee hours of

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Double Secret – Part 3 – Finale.

With two secrets under my belt, I just knew it would be totally wild to have sex with both my parents. It couldn’t be that difficult to get caught out, could it? My Dad, however, seemed too thick to take the hints I left him when I knew Mum would be fingering me later on that evening. They all seemed to drop on stony ground. Mum was not that much better because at one point after getting

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Mom's Pantyhose Feet

Ever since I was eighteen, I have had this thing for pantyhose legs and feet.  From my teachers in school, the neighbors, my aunts… I just could not get enough.  The one person whose feet I obsessed over, however, was my very own mother.  Ever since I could remember, Mom would wear a skirt with pantyhose and heels to her job at one of the bank branches in town.  And every afternoon when

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