Parallel Mirrors: Infintiy Mirrors

"Tumbling through worlds, her cunt on fire, Freya meets her fate"

Magick or madness? Lust or logic? None of that mattered at that precise moment. Freya’s agile hands, slick with cunt juices, plunged into her oozing pussy, furiously pounding into her sodden hole as the limousine, swerving at a perilous speed,...

Parallel Mirrors: Reflected Realities

"Is it real or delusion? Either way, Freya can orgasm herself into another realm"

What is real? Philosophy and science merely describe, never define, the fabric of reality, and one’s place in it left nebulous. Pondering the essence of existence, an exercise of mental academia, was, to Freya, a question of paramount import. While...

Parallel Mirrors: Shards And Fractures

"Are Freya's worlds a passionate blessing or a horny curse? Either way, she explodes in lusty desire"

Illusion or delusion? Insanity or reality? Perhaps a higher octave of existence or merely a fractured mind? The ordeals terrified her, at first, and it was a long journey back. No explanation, other than delusional schizophrenia, accounted for her unique...

As I read your words I can almost feel your fingers glide across my skin. I can imagine the look in your eyes, the passion and the lust. I dream of the day we may actually meet. You pull words...

The Piece Treaty

"Not something for everyone nor everything for someone"

Some sounds command attention and cause everyone within earshot to stop what they are doing to respond to the sound.  Truck and rail air horns are classic examples which do not cause undue stress if one is not parked on...