This story began here, but each in this magical series is standalone. [Image courtesy of Mabel Amber on Pixabay] He kicked at the stable wall with the heel of his slightly curled suede boots, feeling just as mulish and sulky as he looked. Being rejected by Sukie had been a bitter blow. Although time …
Dear friends, this is the final episode in the Delphine’s Schooldays, a fantasy historical saga with a femdom theme on which I’ve been collaborating with EveRay – to whom I owe huge thanks for her commitment to this project and for having the initial idea. The action in 1952 ended with Chapter 18, which you …
Here’s another helping of Mr Bram Stroker’s heady concoction of alluring, but darkly sexy connections. – here are links to part 1 and part 2. “The Body of Christ” the Priest said as he purposefully made his way along the line. “The Blood of Christ” he went on. Each willing devotee grateful to receive Him. …
Would you like a sip more of Mr Bram Stroker’s heady concoction of alluring, but darkly sexy connections. – here’s part 2. (Can you afford to miss part 1?) Her breasts swollen, and her chest radiating. The pulse quickened. Instinctively she wanted to fold her thigh across herself. To protect her modesty. He grabbed her, …
Mr Bram Stroker is kindly sharing another of his alluring, but darkly sexy sexy connections. Buckle up for the ride – here’s how it begins. ‘What will you give to me ‘ she whispered ‘If I do all you ask?’ He paused. Contemplating his response before lifting his head to gaze at her. ‘Everything’. He …
I read a lot – always have, I hope I always will. My parents were both big readers and nobody ever ‘censored’ my reading material, so as quite a young teenager I was devouring books containing sexy incidents. I’ve shared here how what I read and the lyrics in songs got me curious about my …
Tina a delectable MILF (anacronym = Mother I’d Like to Fuck) burst onto my blog in March 2020 with this piece of fiction. Read it first or dive right in here! When Friday night rolled around Tina was pretty exhausted from her hectic week. But after waving her children goodbye through the window of their …
I am pleased to say that my mother managed to stay with it – in the ’60s usage of the phrase, she moved with the times. I was always proud of this, I’ve noticed plenty of people grow older, but their music tastes get stuck in a rut, barely evolving from what they liked …