Ciri In Heat: Ch. 3

[pre-story]Ciri in heat is back, by both popular demand and by Fooled Trooper’s continued support! The story too hot for patreon rises from the ashes like a phoenix! A sexy, sexy phoenix. Full of horse dicks. ...Okay, metaphor aside, I hope you all enjoy!

As always, if you like my stuff and want to see more, [redacted] Again, I hope you enjoy, and there’s always more coming soon![/pre-story]

Ciri in Heat, Chapter 3

Ciri was trapped. The back of her head was pinned against the stable door, Roach’s monstrous equine cock straining her lips, its fat, flared head planted too deep in her mouth for her to pull back enough to pull it out, or even turn her head to dislodge it. There was no way she’d be able to push Roach’s bulk back far enough to escape, she wouldn’t have had the strength even if he was calm, and he was too far gone, too lost in the primal instinct to rut, to mate. Roach was a thoroughbred Nilfgaardian stallion, a massive, powerful beast, almost certainly the prime breeding stud of her father’s stable before being given to Geralt, and Ciri knew all too well, once a stud gets started, it’s nearly impossible to stop them. There was nothing she could do to stop the hulking beast from bucking his hips forward and violating her throat, fucking her face relentlessly and pumping his thick, hot equine cum into her stomach until his enormous, churning balls were completely empty... and she’d never wanted anything as badly in her entire life.

Daddy's Home; New Life: Ch. 1, P. 4

[pre-story]Finally, we're getting to some action! The twins get a surprise, and William surprises himself. It's still kind of a slow start, but still, I hope you enjoy!

As always, if you like what you see, [redacted][/pre-story]

Daddy's Home: New Life; Ch. 1, P. 4

As William slowly began to slide his pants down off his hips, he could feel the twins staring, and found himself regretting his choice of underwear this morning. But there was no getting out of it. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, lifted his hips, and pushed his pants down. The dark gray elastic material of his boxer-briefs was nice and soft, but they still offered nice support and control, making them one of his favorite pairs. Nothing messes with one’s performance quite like your dick popping out and grinding against your zipper. Unfortunately, ‘support’ and ‘control’ basically meant they hugged his package so tight there was nowhere for it to go. The material clearly outlined his bulge, a cylinder as thick as one of the twins’ wrists that swept off to the right until it almost began to wrap around his hip, nearly a foot long, as well as the pair of balls the size of apples directly beneath its base. It twitched in its confinement.

Ghost Story: Ch. 3, P. 1

[Pre-story]An old favorite is back again, thanks to Fort77! Ghost story continues, now featuring Paulina!
As always, if you like what you see, [redacted][/pre-story]

Ghost Story: Chapter 3, Part 1

“Paulina!” Star’s shouted over the murmur of students at their lockers, weaving through the crowd at a run and coming to a stop right beside Paulina’s locker, panting for breath for a moment before blurting out the question that had brought her running from the far end of the school. “Did you really break up with Dash?!” She asked, wide-eyed with shock and disbelief.

Happy Birthday: Ch. 13

[pre-story]Happy Birthday continues! John's night at Aunt Amy's finally gets underway, and the real fun begins!
So, just to make sure everyone knows, this series is no longer orphaned! It got picked back up by a new commissioner almost immediately after I posted about it being dropped, so updates will be happening regularly once again (at least, as ‘regularly’ as my wildly inconsistent ass can manage to write anything.) And as always, if you like what you read [redacted]
Anyways, I hope you all enjoy![/pre-story]

Happy Birthday: Chapter 13

John wasted no time as he carried Cassidy through Aunt Amy’s mansion, their lips intertwined in a passionate kiss the entire time, every step grinding his steel-hard cock against her soaking wet bikini bottoms through his jeans. Aunt Amy and Janice led the way, up the stairs and down the hall, before coming to a pair of double doors and pushing them open. The room beyond was Aunt Amy’s private set, where she shot solo videos, some smaller projects, and did the occasional live show, a large room with deep red velvet curtains lining the walls, the center of the space dominated by an enormous circular bed with red silk sheets, surrounded by dangling sheer red curtains hanging from a canopy suspended above it. There were cameras and microphones mounted all around the room, all aimed toward the bed to capture every angle and every moan, and the wardrobes and nightstands flanking the bed were stocked with every kind of sex toy and lubricant you could possibly imagine. Posters of Aunt Amy in sexy outfits and sultry poses hung on the walls, some taken from the covers of her various movies. The room always seemed had a steamy, sultry sort of air to it, an aura of raw sexuality, like the room itself remembered the thousands of hours of sex that had taken place within it.

By The Horns: Ch. 7, P. 5

[pre-story]By the horns continues! Nisha looks to settle the score! This chapter's shaping up to be pretty long, but I'd say it's lookin' like a pretty fun ride, so far. 
As always, if you like what you read, [redacted] Anyways, enjoy! [/pre-story]

By The Horns: Chapter 7, Part 5 

Nisha pushed herself up to a sitting position, closing her eyes for a moment as she ran a hand through her hair, sweeping a stray lock out of her face and generally tidying it up a little after tossing her head around wildly. When she opened them again she looked up at Rhuno, still kneeling near the foot of the bed, and she flashed him a bright, playful smile. “Well? Come on, big guy, where do you want me?”

Lay On Hands: Ch. 6

[pre-story]Another chapter of Lay on Hands, courtesy of the lovely Pyrista! A little post-orgasmic cuddling quickly turns into a prelude to round two. 
As always, if you like what you reach, [redacted] Anyways, I hope you enjoy![pre-story]


Lay On Hands: Chapter 6 

“Mmmmh~” Rylinne hummed with satisfaction as she rolled off her wife’s prone form to lay beside her, her equine shaft bending for a moment before slipping out of Pyrista’s well-fucked pussy with a soft pop, a flood of thick, creamy spunk leaking out onto the sheets in its wake. It wasn’t quite soft, but it certainly wasn’t fully hard anymore, and it lay across one of Pyrista’s smooth sapphire blue thighs,  warm and heavy and softly pulsing as the last remnants of her massive load leaked from the flared tip. “That was amazing, baby.” Rylinne added with a purr after a moment, rolling back onto her side so as to gaze lovingly at her wife.

The Boifriend: Ch. 3

[pre-story]In honor of Pride month, I wrote some more gay stuff! Enjoy!
Y'all know the deal by now, there's some very gay stuff in here, so if that's not your thing, feel free to ignore this one. 
If you DO like it, or you at least like my other stuff, [redacted][/pre-story]

The Boifriend: Chapter 3  

Ben winced slightly, the corners of his mouth straining as his turquoise-painted lips stretched around Leo’s almost fist-sized cockhead. The mature, muscular, dark-skinned man loomed over him like a god as Ben knelt before him, his knees starting to hurt a little as they sank into the carpet below. Ben’s hands rested lightly on Leo’s powerful thighs, his head was held firmly in place by both of Leo’s hands, and his heart was pounding with both anticipation and nervousness… but in that moment, Ben had never felt more... right. This was where he belonged, this was his purpose, he was born to be used by a big, strong man, to be made into the pesonal fucktoy of a superior male, a man like Leo…