"Dorothy finally meets the Wicked Witch!"
Dorothy slept peacefully for a couple hours and when she awoke she was feeling a lot better. "My goodness! I needed that," she said, hinting at both the nap and the fucking. She stood up stretching and dusted off her...
"Dorothy's sexy adventure continues!"
The next morning the pair woke up and got ready to continue their journey. Dorothy was famished - she hadn't eaten since breakfast the previous day. Since scarecrows don't eat, it was just another day to him, but he knew...
"A young Kansas farmgirl has a wild adventure in a strange land!"
Introduction: The following is a six chapter parody of the classic tale The Wizard of Oz - only a more risque and erotic version that comes from my twisted mind and my usual kinkiness! In this not for prime-time TV...
"An erotic look at "the good old days"!"
It was a hot summer day and the boys were out in the garage working on their bicycles. I was in the house doing some of the seemingly endless vacuuming when in came Ethan Huffington, one of the neighborhood boys....
"She needed help rearranging some furniture, and she rewarded his help well!"
Andrew sat in his favorite spot on the old brown leather couch watching his favorite TV show, Star Trek (the original). He happily had the apartment to himself, his roommate Isaac had left for a science convention the day before....
"Beauty isn't always as innocent as it looks."
The mansion’s pale lights flickered through the rustling leaves and swaying tree boughs, casting tendrils of sinister shadows across the garden.The clipping of heels heralded the tall, gracious figure strutting up the stone pathway. Her pace was quick; her gait...
"How would you use a magic mirror?"
“Mirror, mirror…” A slow, clear voice intoned. A swirl of green light emerged in the centre of the mirror’s gleaming frame. It surged forth, raging like a storm. Two long shadows across the cold stone walls and floor as a...
"Little Red must rescue Grandma, by any means, right?"
Red shuffled through the forest with her shoulders hunched against the wind - red skirt and hooded cloak whipping around her pale legs. In the dark, cold forest, her billowing red hair seemed aflame. With a basket hung over her...
"Would you rescue a cursed princess from her tower?"
The princess seemed sound asleep, bathed in the sunlight streaming through the tower’s open window. In the centre of her circular walls, on a plinth decorated with fresh flowers, her bed was draped in lace and nets, hiding all but...
