[pre-story]Here it is, as promised, part 3 of Lay on hands! Finally, we're getting to the real action! Thanks again to the commissioner (the generous and eternally patient Pyrista), and if you like what you see, [redacted] I hope you all enjoy![/pre-story]
Lay On Hands: Chapter 3
Pyrista held her wife’s gaze as her lips lingered on the flared tip of Rylinne’s cock, the lewd kiss intensifying. As her hands continued to stroke up and down Rylinne’s length, her head began to twist side to side, lips caressing the sensitive flesh. Those plump pillows parted slightly as they flattened against the tip, her tongue probing forward to flick and taste her wife’s cockhead, and the salty pre that leaked from her slit. Rylinne couldn’t help but let out a quiet groan of pleasure, her grip on Pyrista’s hair tightening slightly, subtle assurances for Pyrista, letting her know she was doing well.
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Sunday, September 30, 2018
Partners, Ch. 4
[pre-story] The steamy conclusion of Partners! Finally! [redacted] Anyways, go ahead and enjoy![/pre-story]
Partners: Chapter 4
“Do it.” She half-whispered. “Take me.”
Wordlessly, Gordon pushed. He could feel Elirel’s entrance resist, instinctively refusing to open before the fat, flared crown as he bore down, but it was a futile effort. His abs tightened as the tip of his spear wedged into her entrance, prying her open bit by bit, more and more of his crown disappearing into her with each passing second. Then, with a sudden rush, he was inside her, his blunt crown piercing through her body’s resistance, the first few inches of his shaft following it as it plunged into her gripping channel. He groaned from deep in his chest at the sensation, squeezing his eyes shut. He’d thought she would be tight, but this… this was beyond anything he could have imagined. Her walls squeezed him like a silken vice, every ripple and fold of her hot, wet depths clinging to his thick shaft, twitching and squeezing around him. He froze in place, his mind overwhelmed by the surge of pleasure, struggling to catch up.
Partners: Chapter 4
“Do it.” She half-whispered. “Take me.”
Wordlessly, Gordon pushed. He could feel Elirel’s entrance resist, instinctively refusing to open before the fat, flared crown as he bore down, but it was a futile effort. His abs tightened as the tip of his spear wedged into her entrance, prying her open bit by bit, more and more of his crown disappearing into her with each passing second. Then, with a sudden rush, he was inside her, his blunt crown piercing through her body’s resistance, the first few inches of his shaft following it as it plunged into her gripping channel. He groaned from deep in his chest at the sensation, squeezing his eyes shut. He’d thought she would be tight, but this… this was beyond anything he could have imagined. Her walls squeezed him like a silken vice, every ripple and fold of her hot, wet depths clinging to his thick shaft, twitching and squeezing around him. He froze in place, his mind overwhelmed by the surge of pleasure, struggling to catch up.
Monday, September 17, 2018
Partners, Ch. 3
[pre-story]Now we're getting into the action!
As always, if you like what you see, [redacted] Anyways, Enjoy![/pre-story]
Partners: Chapter 3
Silence hung over the room for what seemed like an eternity. Gordon simply blinked and stared, stunned by the confession as Elirel swallowed, nervously. “And now I’m just hoping this wasn’t a huge mistake and that I haven’t just ruined everything and-” She began to babble, words pouring out of her in a jumbled stream, faster and faster, until she was abruptly cut off. A long, well-muscled arm emerged from beneath the sheets, suddenly reaching out and hooking the petite elf around the back of the neck and yanking her forward suddenly. She tumbled over, falling onto the bed on top of Gordon, the smiling red-haired warrior pulling her face down to his. Their lips met with an electric jolt, it was like years of pent-up tension were released in an instant, crackling between them as the connection finally closed. The little elf went board-stiff, her eyes wide with surprise, then slowly melted, her tension slipping away as the human’s powerful limbs wrapped around her in a warm embrace.
As always, if you like what you see, [redacted] Anyways, Enjoy![/pre-story]
Partners: Chapter 3
Silence hung over the room for what seemed like an eternity. Gordon simply blinked and stared, stunned by the confession as Elirel swallowed, nervously. “And now I’m just hoping this wasn’t a huge mistake and that I haven’t just ruined everything and-” She began to babble, words pouring out of her in a jumbled stream, faster and faster, until she was abruptly cut off. A long, well-muscled arm emerged from beneath the sheets, suddenly reaching out and hooking the petite elf around the back of the neck and yanking her forward suddenly. She tumbled over, falling onto the bed on top of Gordon, the smiling red-haired warrior pulling her face down to his. Their lips met with an electric jolt, it was like years of pent-up tension were released in an instant, crackling between them as the connection finally closed. The little elf went board-stiff, her eyes wide with surprise, then slowly melted, her tension slipping away as the human’s powerful limbs wrapped around her in a warm embrace.
Monday, August 27, 2018
Partners, Ch. 2
[pre-story]The saga continues! Not much to report, other than that I've finished another chapter of By The Horns, which'll be going up once I finish posting this story. In the meantime, enjoy! As always, if you like what you see, [redacted][pre-story]
Partners: Chapter 2
Elirel stormed upstairs to her room, slamming the door behind her, her fists and jaw clenched. She just couldn’t relax. For hours, she paced the room in a silent rage, occasionally stoking the fires of her anger with swigs of wine straight from the bottle, her mind whirring with the same questions over and over. How could he be so blind, so oblivious, so incredibly, impossibly dense? Three years! Three years and he’d never realized she was a woman!? How could he just not notice?! More than half the bottle of wine was gone by the time the flames of anger to finally burned themselves out, and she was left feeling… empty. Drained. Her pacing slowed, then stopped, and with a heavy sigh, she dropped to a seat on the edge of her bed. Her eyes flicked up, looking across the room, settling on his bed. Or, what would have been his bed, if she hadn’t kicked him out. She felt a knot form in her chest at the thought, no less than a dozen confusing emotions all tangled together.
Monday, August 20, 2018
Partners, Ch. 1
[pre-story]So! As I was agonizing about being unable to finish the current By The Horns chapter in time to get paid, I remembered I had this- I actually submitted this to the Sex & Sorcery 2 collection as a single huge chapter like two years ago, (you can still see the whole thing in there if you can't wait for more) and in looking back at my emails, I was technically free to do whatever I wanted with it as of last April. So, here it is, finally, for everyone to enjoy!
I decided to break it up into four parts, because, as I said, it's kinda huge, and also, this will buy me some time so I won't be desperately scrambling to get the current stuff done in a rush. I'm not quite sure on the release schedule for the rest of it, yet, but it'll probably be, like, one chapter every two weeks? Sooner, if I suddenly start making good progress on the patron-requested stories I'm currently working on. It might be nice to actually have, like, a buffer of finished stories instead of always trying to rush.
Anyways, this is a much more emotional and story-heavy than a lot of my other stuff lately. No sexiness in this part, but I think it's pretty funny. A human warrior learns something new about his elven partner, and things get heated. As always, if you like what you see, [redacted] Enjoy![/pre-story]
Partners: Chapter 1
The Sultry Sorceress Tavern was packed, tonight. It was rarely all that quiet, but tonight, the handful of townsfolk that were regulars found themselves amid a crowd of at least a dozen outsiders, strangers of strange descriptions. A mature, full-figured beauty with long, flowing dark hair tended the bar, pouring and mixing drinks one after another, just barely managing to keep up with the orders coming in. A trio of buxom barmaids bustled around the room bearing trays full of drinks and empty mugs, all three dark-haired and bearing a striking resemblance to the bartender, even the halfling. A gnome with unnaturally colorful hair and tie-dyed robes had climbed up to sit on the edge of the stage where the local bard played, a pint in one hand as he sang along with surprising skill, though his words had a bit of a slur to them. A muscular, heavily-scarred orc wearing what looked like alligator hide leaned against a wall, arms crossed under her impressive emerald bust as she eyed one of the human barmaids wolfishly. A dwarf in flowing silk robes sat at the bar, looking painfully bored a snifter of brandy in one hand. Beside him, three humans argued emphatically about weapons, the dark-skinned bald man with a braided goatee touting the sheer power of a hammer, the fair-skinned blonde woman with her hair in a bun extolling the virtues of a fine blade in well-trained hands, and the freckle-faced male with curly copper hair claiming spears to be severely underrated.
I decided to break it up into four parts, because, as I said, it's kinda huge, and also, this will buy me some time so I won't be desperately scrambling to get the current stuff done in a rush. I'm not quite sure on the release schedule for the rest of it, yet, but it'll probably be, like, one chapter every two weeks? Sooner, if I suddenly start making good progress on the patron-requested stories I'm currently working on. It might be nice to actually have, like, a buffer of finished stories instead of always trying to rush.
Anyways, this is a much more emotional and story-heavy than a lot of my other stuff lately. No sexiness in this part, but I think it's pretty funny. A human warrior learns something new about his elven partner, and things get heated. As always, if you like what you see, [redacted] Enjoy![/pre-story]
Partners: Chapter 1
The Sultry Sorceress Tavern was packed, tonight. It was rarely all that quiet, but tonight, the handful of townsfolk that were regulars found themselves amid a crowd of at least a dozen outsiders, strangers of strange descriptions. A mature, full-figured beauty with long, flowing dark hair tended the bar, pouring and mixing drinks one after another, just barely managing to keep up with the orders coming in. A trio of buxom barmaids bustled around the room bearing trays full of drinks and empty mugs, all three dark-haired and bearing a striking resemblance to the bartender, even the halfling. A gnome with unnaturally colorful hair and tie-dyed robes had climbed up to sit on the edge of the stage where the local bard played, a pint in one hand as he sang along with surprising skill, though his words had a bit of a slur to them. A muscular, heavily-scarred orc wearing what looked like alligator hide leaned against a wall, arms crossed under her impressive emerald bust as she eyed one of the human barmaids wolfishly. A dwarf in flowing silk robes sat at the bar, looking painfully bored a snifter of brandy in one hand. Beside him, three humans argued emphatically about weapons, the dark-skinned bald man with a braided goatee touting the sheer power of a hammer, the fair-skinned blonde woman with her hair in a bun extolling the virtues of a fine blade in well-trained hands, and the freckle-faced male with curly copper hair claiming spears to be severely underrated.
Monday, October 2, 2017
[Musing] Onigokko
[pre-story]I almost did it again, that thing where a musing turns into full chapter. This idea's been rattling around in my head for a while, a wild, amazonian woman who turns out to be a tsundere, and an oni seemed like a good choice, to go with the tsundere theme. Also, Onigokko is the japanese word for 'tag', and I like puns. I was kinda expecting this to be something light and cute and kinda funny, but it got a little unexpectedly heavy and emotional toward the end. Probably not enough focus on the sex, honestly... But writing emotional stuff is always kinda exhausting... I was also planning to end it with an epilogue of Hiroshi returning home and telling his parents he's alive, then introducing them to Akane and letting them know they're getting married, but I was already way over my word-goal. Anyways, enough rambling, enjoy!
As always, if you like what you see, [redacted][/pre-story]
“Oi! Wimp!” The demon’s booming voice heralded her arrival and stirred Hiroshi from his thoughts. He looked over to the tiger skin hanging in the entrance of the cave just in time to see it thrown aside with a sweep of a bright red arm. “I got dinner!” Akane announced proudly as she stepped inside, thrusting her other arm forward, proudly holding out the corpse of a wild boar, its back legs gripped tightly in her fist, the fresh kill still dripping blood.
Akane was everything one expected in an oni. Almost twice his height, with blood-red skin, a long mane of stark white hair, and short, curved horns jutting from her forehead. Her eyes were bright red, to match her skin, and her broad, beaming grin bared a mouthful of sharp teeth, with extra-long fangs and tusks at the corners. She was barely dressed, a strip of tigerskin tied around her chest to match the loincloth dangling between her thighs. Her body was covered in rugged muscle and dotted with scars, lines of slightly paler red on her otherwise smooth skin. When he’d first arrived, she’d been much worse. She refused to wear a top, she wouldn’t bathe, so she was always covered in dirt, and her hair had been a wild, matted, tangled mess. But over the last months, he’d managed to convince her to wash, to cover herself, and she even let him brush her hair (which was quite a process, especially the first time, as her hair was almost as long as he was tall).
As always, if you like what you see, [redacted][/pre-story]
“Oi! Wimp!” The demon’s booming voice heralded her arrival and stirred Hiroshi from his thoughts. He looked over to the tiger skin hanging in the entrance of the cave just in time to see it thrown aside with a sweep of a bright red arm. “I got dinner!” Akane announced proudly as she stepped inside, thrusting her other arm forward, proudly holding out the corpse of a wild boar, its back legs gripped tightly in her fist, the fresh kill still dripping blood.
Akane was everything one expected in an oni. Almost twice his height, with blood-red skin, a long mane of stark white hair, and short, curved horns jutting from her forehead. Her eyes were bright red, to match her skin, and her broad, beaming grin bared a mouthful of sharp teeth, with extra-long fangs and tusks at the corners. She was barely dressed, a strip of tigerskin tied around her chest to match the loincloth dangling between her thighs. Her body was covered in rugged muscle and dotted with scars, lines of slightly paler red on her otherwise smooth skin. When he’d first arrived, she’d been much worse. She refused to wear a top, she wouldn’t bathe, so she was always covered in dirt, and her hair had been a wild, matted, tangled mess. But over the last months, he’d managed to convince her to wash, to cover herself, and she even let him brush her hair (which was quite a process, especially the first time, as her hair was almost as long as he was tall).
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