Four Interlocking Stories of Women and their Men. A widower and a divorcee meet and the sparks immediately fly. He's handsome, well-off, and talented. She's a Viking goddess, barely starting her designing career.
It's never an easy experience, but it's time for Mike to box up his mother's possessions, and sell the family home, now that she's gone. Memories long buried bubble back to the surface, and a diary in a locked box reveals something startling about his sister, Paige. (A bit of panty fetish)
A Sarah and Greg Story After living together for the past several months, Sarah and Greg travel to his parents' house for her to meet them. Neither Sarah nor Greg is sure how his parents would react if they knew she was a shemale. (This is the third in the Sarah and Greg series. All that really needs to be known from the previous stories is that Sarah is woman in all respects except one.)
The Hive of the Killer B's. Ok, this one is a little preachy but it is my story and I can be preachy if I want to be. I am not sure of the proper category for this or even the proper subcategories. It deals with the evils or child abuse, so you get to decide if you want to read it; but there is no sex with children.
Among humans and elves, there is mostly peace, however any child born of the two is condemned on both sides. Out on the fringes of Alliance territory, an old sun slowly suffocates a primitive world. Humans watch over the natives with tenderness while turning on each other. Out here, humans own elves. Out here, the elves practice their rebellious side. Out here, the mongrels come to find some peace. Out here, song birds are caged.
Sex Contents: Minimal Sex | Genre: Fantasy Tags: Ma/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Reluctant, Heterosexual, High Fantasy Downloads: 2692 Votes: 106 | Score: 7.66 Size: 68KB | 12,959 words |
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The Headmaster's Office It's hard to predict how your day will play out. For example, "No Panties Tuesday" started as a harmless school prank; I could never have predicted that by lunchtime I would be kneeling splay-legged on the headmaster's desk, his hand (innocently?) between my thighs just moments away from discovering my nakedness and arousal. And the day was only half over... / (Reviews)