"How a son would get his mom to have sex with him."
This is how it goes...I'm Morgan. I'm eighteen years old with dirty blonde hair. I'm kinda chubby, but at one hundred seventy five pounds, I still have a nice figure. My cock is average sized, and I wanna make love...
"Rael investigates in Trellings Rest, and has a meeting he didn't anticipate."
The next morning was mild, if not as clear and sunny as the day before. Clouds hung in a haze over the sky, drab and dreary and promising cold and snow to come, but all in all it was a...
"As if you could know me by merely fantasizing about me..."
You say you know my pussy is fat - Now what gave you a thought like that? Could it be the way my jeans slide between juicy lips squeezing the seams? Or is it just the pussy in your mind...
"All is well in the Garden of Eden. The lion sits with the lamb. Adam and Eve are truly in Paradise."
A slight breeze blew through the garden, rustling the leaves in the trees and bending the stems of the tall flowers. A lamb lying down by the side of a small pond twitched its nostrils, but soon relaxed. This was...
"Rael and Silmaria seek shelter and help in Trellings Rest."
In the late morning hours the sun shone bright and glorious on Trelling’s Rest. The overcast clouds of yesterday’s snowfall had fled in the face of a clear and temperate day, the sort of mild and cheerful day DarkFyre Dale...
"She wrote her on fantasy, and her husband made it come true"
Kim had been married for twenty years, she loved her husband Bob, and they had a great sex life, but Kim just wanted a little more variety. She joined some chat sites and finally found one she liked. She worked...
"It is Jessica's turn to have Sam's big brother."
That said, she capitulated and lay back on her bed as she waited for him to approach. Jerry, Nick, Sam, Ashlee, Jessica and Mike were all home on Spring Break from college. She dreamed of this day for so long....
"A simple fantasy type tale of sex in the open air."
This is Angela It was still only 9 o’clock, but already the temperature in the cottage was becoming unbearable. The windows were flung wide open, but with little breeze to stir the air this seemed to have little affect. “Well...
"My written confession to a friend... and lover."
On a cold February day, I went to visit a friend. I went with a letter in my hand, words I wanted her to read. What follows is that letter. The words in italics are the words I spoke to...
"Rael and Silmaria face danger as the situation around them spirals out of control."
Wordless, Silmaria burst into motion, springing forward to dash down to her burning home. Or tried to, at least. Before she’d gone two strides, Lord Rael’s hand shot out and grabbed her by the wrist in a grip like steel....