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Steam rolled off the spring in waves. Warm, humid, brushing against my ankles and making them feel clean. I was still savoring the sting on my butt, refusing to let it leave me.
That green-skinned little boss, who was somehow still noble, had no qualms about putting his hands on me. It wasn't forceful, it was wanted. He could tell I was in rut....

Living Dolls 04
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The next couple of days I found my rhythm as I wake up, take a shower and ignore my raging erection (new thing), get dressed, head to someplace for food, stop at the convenience store get a couple of scratchers with my drinks and snack, then head to work....

Two armies gathered on what was a wheat field, neither side had really wanted to fight here, but flanks needed to be covered. On one side, a mercenary company, humans. On the other, skirmisher's from the claimant's army. On one side, a company standard flew in the wind: crimson, yellow, and an azure sword. On the other, the heraldry of the Royal Family of Ch'Tern'K....

I'm not a professional writer, but I love writing as a hobby and have been doing it for years. Even so, I don't consider my writing to be nearly as good as most. But I'm certainly having fun writing this story.
This is a high fantasy novel following the adventures of an Amazon warrior who got stuck with a guy who was summoned from our world. This will be an ongoing story with multiple chapters. I'm not sure if there will be an end. I wanted to create a world that I could just create endless sex adventure...

Andres was your typical post-graduate college student. Andres stood at 5'9" with an almost painfully average build. If you were to graph his build on a bell curve of 25-year-old males with Greek heritage, Andres would be exactly in the middle. He was working on his Master's in Classical Mythology, concentrating on Ancient Greek mythical entities. Little did he know it, Andres's world would be turned upside down on this rainy day in early April....

A royal dinner invitation
"Elayne, why do I have to wear this clothing? I prefer the simple items I have. I don't need all this extra fancy stuff. I already met Cailan without this," he growled, feeling ridiculous as he looked down at himself.
"Hawke, you are having dinner with the King and Queen. This requires a little more fashion than, say, having dinner with my parents. Now, quit fussing, it's only for dinner, my love. When we get back here, then you can remove it, I'll even help you," she said as...

mArilyNDROID: TAMARA KOLE
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"That's it, boys, show me how bad you want me."
Tamara Kole was shameless! Long before inhabiting her android body, she was the base slut. Between working on the project to reverse engineer the alien arsenal she had managed to fuck almost every guard, hell even janitors there. Sex kept her sane in a bad situation. Now that she was at home in her assassin, she had the power to literally be who or whatever she desired to be. Hopefully it would never come to that dir...

This series takes place in a high fantasy world populated by humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, goblins, and hucows. This chapter focuses on F/F sex, big tits, and lactation.
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Korina and Rachael waited expectantly in the Viscount's private sitting room -- a bright, luxurious space in the central tower of Hesperia's castle. The walls were adorned with awards and mementos of the Viscount's successes as a mid-level Imperial official. The Viscount had a habit of making his guests wait for him, and the objec...

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A big thanks to Cassie69a and Happyyy_ for their huge help in editing!


If you're reading for the first time, I highly recommend reading chapters 1-4 first!

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Chapter 5: Reunions...

Many times has Nefail used me for her pleasure or amusement, always reminding me that I was her plaything and no more than that. Her displays of affection have always been few and far between, usually no more than an approving nod, allowing me to leave on my own volition, or a pat on the head. Never did she invite me to sleep in her bed, never did we fall asleep in each other's arms, this feels all so new and so right. Yet, when I wake up, she is not there....

Hi all!
Been a while, but I found time to add more to this series. This chapter is more supernatural slice-of-life sex and feelings than plot or adventure, but hey, I write what I feel like writing. I hope you like it, and I hope to find time to add more. Take care, and thanks for reading.
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"What's taking so-damn long!?" Gob-Daddy's croaky voice hollered from inside the tavern, he was peeking over the lip of a busted window, ears perked.
"So sorry! Please be patient with me, I'm trying..." I'd found a few onion shoots growing near a tree, pulling the first revealed it was barely grown, that wouldn't do....

Part 1
They pushed past the crumbling stone entrance and entered the dark corridor, Torcrest paused and waited for his human eyes to adjust to the light. Cobwebs draped the corners, the walls were blackened by centuries of torch fire. A chill filled the air, and a damp, musty smell assaulted their nostrils....

Chapter 15: John Edwards Speaks to the Dead

"Dead?" said Sophie, with raised eyebrows. "Sonya is really dead?"
"She really is. She was killed by a ghoul... who was trying to kill me," said the Doctor.
"Doctor, are you all right?" Sophie asked, looking anxiously at him.
"Yes, but are you?" He asked right back....

Living Dolls 03
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I awoke up at 4am after sleeping like the dead as soon as I got home after 8pm.
I groaned and dragged my ass out of bed already hating I was up again but knew I needed to start getting ready.
I shuffled my feet along the floor as I walked into the bathroom not even bothering to turn on a light as I used my finger as a personal feeler as I put toothpaste on my toothbrush and brushed my teeth while I pissed into the shower not trusting myself to aim properly into ...

On a cot in the corner of a room made of stone, Nasuko slept—her pale, naked body illuminated by a shaft of light infiltrating through one of the room’s slitted windows, shading her a brilliant golden yellow, like paint on a canvas. The room was threadbare, containing only some pots and pans, a hearth (unlit), and a wooden table with a chair....

The little village sat unchanging with the passing of time. The huge ogre women toil in their lives, the children run about playing. Many moons come and go. The nights filled with the sounds of passionate love making. One house in particular has been constantly active the entire time.
Mog's eyes fluttered open when the suns rays filtered in through the window. She noticed she was rocking in a steady rhythm. She could hear loud grunting coming from behind her. She yawned and stretched. Sniffing in the thi...

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All Characters are 18 years or older.
This story is a bit of a slow burn dual-story that very much requires the reader to start from the beginning. It does not require intimate knowledge of D&D or other TTRPGs, but is very much about playing those sorts of games and the fantasy of roleplaying. The two stories are those of the Players, and their Characters. As such this story comes with a warning of having strange Point of View/Narrative hotswaps in the middle of ch...

Harold the Healer, Chapter 17
Author's Note: This flashback episode starts a few months after Chapter 13's events.
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The laughter in the dining room of the Charnok Inn subsided quickly as Healer Harold Moser arrived at the lectern on the stage and Desmond Trax, the lead trumpeter, and Julia Maxwell, the drummer, returned to their places after chasing him away from their instruments. He surveyed the oak-paneled room and the six of fourteen four-seat tables, including the one on his left nea...

Earlier that morning...
"Hey, Lop, think you could cover me for the afternoon?"
Lop froze. He turned and blinked at Disti. The bunnygirl smiled at him winningly, and he felt butterflies in his stomach.
"Cover for you?" Lop's coworker almost never took time off. Guarding the outer gate was high-pressure work. Disti was usually all-business, and so was he, and that was how he was able to remotely focus on his job when sharing a cramped office space with the prettiest and only doe in the Heavensway Wa...

woMANDROID: HECTOR RAMIREZ aka HECATE VEGA
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Nevada headed due South! Interstate 93!
"I can't believe my luck. What are the odds of meeting the girl of my dreams at a dumpster fire truck stop in Colorado. One who is headed for Las Vegas just like me."
Over the road truck driver Brody Nyx peered through his rearview mirror. Behind his trailer was a little red sports car, convertible top down and the most beautiful Latina he had ever met behind the wheel. He might feel lucky now but that me...

This story was originally written for the Wet Screams 2025 anthology. I'd never written any monsterfucker stuff before, and it turned out to be an interesting experience. Since it wasn't accepted to the anthology I figured I'd upload it here.
Hope you enjoy.
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There were stories about the woods, because of course there were. There were stories about most everything, Fiona had discovered, but they seemed to cling most to the dark places. The woods were the darkest, most dangerous place Fiona knew o...

We flew deeper, much deeper. How far did this place go?
Xar'Bor was giddy, "Enjoying my cathedral? I disintegrated these tunnels myself. Do a good enough job and I'll let you see its core."
I tried my best to avoid any quips, even internally. She knew everything I was thinking. But yeah, I wanted that core. Badly. Wanted to let my tongue get lost in it....

There was little about Tori's new routine that she enjoyed, but the evening classes that she and the other Initiates were forced to attend were easily the thing she found the most tedious. The lessons took place within a large room that she imagined was not dissimilar to any ordinary classroom. Desks sat in neat rows before a large blackboard whilst tapestries bearing lines of scripture in gold thread hung between the arched windows that lined the walls on either side of the room. They were led into the cla...

Valentine Island is many people's idea of paradise. From its mile long beaches of golden sands to the sun constantly beaming down on its residents, and even the bustling nightlife, the citizens of the island felt blessed to live on such a place. But the island isn't as beautiful as it seems on the surface as over the past six months, rumours of people disappearing started emerging. Despite no public investigations or reports from authorities, many people swear that their loved ones had suddenly gone missing...

Chapter 2 : Picking a Female Officer with a Gun
"Mmm... it feels so good!"
Ruth's body trembled slightly, but she immediately controlled her ejaculation. Seeing her vaginal fluid ejaculated into Aiwa's mouth, Ruth was very proud, but her torture did not stop. She moved her buttocks to Aiwa's crotch, lifted her white robe again, held Aiwa's pillar with her hand, and slowly aimed at the flesh crack of her private parts. She had just untied her white robe, and her front was completely exposed in front of...

October 2nd 1784
Damion's Journal; Damion is writing about a strange woman who has come to stand next to the poet, Johann Blaumuer, in the Kaffeehaus as he prepares to perform his latest poem.
"That's Isadora," whispered Elodie. "Isadora Van Stacia from the Low Countries. You'll love her, my friends."...

Author's note:
See part 1 for blurb. Also, if you haven't already read parts 1 & 2, I strongly recommend doing so before proceeding.
All sensuality (on page or otherwise) takes place between characters who are eighteen or older.


Twenty-Four
Mike awoke the next morning with an irrepressible smile on his face. He felt fully refreshed despite not having fallen to sleep until after three AM and having been awoken briefly when his father and the children departed (not to mention that he had s...

© 2025 Duleigh Lawrence-Townshend. All rights reserved. The author asserts the right to be identified as the author of this story for all portions. All characters are original. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. This story or any part thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the expressed written permission of the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a review or commentary....

Note to reader: This story involves lots of female-on-male strap-on anal sex (pegging) with some reluctance/questionable consent. If that doesn't sound hot to you, then you may want to choose another story. The story picks up from the end of chapter 1, where Jake and Tanya are beginning a post-coital discussion....