Short Story 01

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Author’s Note: This is part of series of short stories. They are written very quickly and are not edited. They are also VERY weird and are not for everyone. You have been warned. ***** “Ah! Ah! Ah! Yeah, harder, right there. Fuck…

Scientific Curiosity Ch. 02

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 The tickling raged on across Ria’s body as she writhed in her bonds, while her screams were muffled by the tentacle covering her mouth. Internally, they sounded something like this. AHAAAAHAHA OHMYGOD OHMYGO- OHOHO AHAHAHA- Several tentacles probed both of her sides,…

Shila Chronicles Ch. 01

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ch.1: Sarabian’s Awakening Shila was a world much like any other. It had vast oceans, flowing rivers, dark forests, mountain ranges, hot deserts and green valleys. Also like many other worlds, Shila was inhabited by many different species and life-forms, ranging from…

Royal Succubus Cult

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Princess Lucia Elsworth had been spending the last hours of her nineteenth birthday with two high noble heirs and some maids. The three were sitting in comfy chairs while the maids served their every need. It all went smoothly and without incidents…

Sam Ch. 08

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Sam was still smirking when a huge multitude of beings came into view. The first thing he noticed was an almost overwhelming feeling of fear, pain, and anger. What in the hell had those IP creeps done to these beings to elicit…

Rift Ch. 04

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Some weeks passed. Lis and Lawrence settled into the rhythm of life together. They found interests to share, exploring the countryside, finding favorite places to picnic, a lovely little grotto where they could swim. Without the incessant electronic jabber of their former…