Friday, August 19, 2011
Updated the Page
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Thursday, July 21, 2011
Relentless Chapter 1
Janice breathed in deep, shifting in her seat even as she supressed the urge to pull her pants open, and plunge her hand down her panties to quiet the urges growing in her cunt.
She was the luckiest young woman in the world. She was one of four young 18 year old women adopted by the lovely Stacy three years ago, who was even now the focus of Jan's urges. She and her sister Macy were redheads, Macy's long and luscious, her's short and tomboyish. Athletic and stars of their school's basketball team. Their best friends, sisters they met while at the orphanage, were a study in opposites attracting. Katie was short, blonde, and cutely spunky and energetic while her sister Candice was a smart intellectual beauty who has tutored her sister since elementary school.
When they were 16 and beginning to feel the urges of their young bodies, and the first sparks of sexual desire, they made an agreement with their foster mother. They focused on their studies and worked hard to be the best they could at their schools. In exchange for their hard work, Stacy would help the girls understand their urges when they were old enough, 18. That changed a year ago when Jan and Macy, and Katie and Candice, told their mother that they had fallen in love with each other. Stacy, instead of reprimending them or punishing them, simply changed the reward from teaching them to beoming their new lover, her and her sister April who were already lovers.
Auntie April was already at the summer house, planning to move in with them when the summer vacation ended, joining their new love nest two on two on two. Stacy and April were lovely women, tall blonde and shapely with long legs, full large perfectly shaped breasts, lovely figures and beautiful... just thinking of their first night together sexually, suckling on each woman's tits, long licks of each woman's soft blonde down covered pussies, that drove Jan wild in her flesh but she did her best to restrain.
No doubt sisters in the back seat would be a distracting morase of naked sexual excess, rolling back and forth blonde on black hair muff diving except for Macy sitting between them keeping them similarly behaved. Though Katie was more interested in playing eye spy as Candice listened to her classical music on her headset quietly.
Still thoughts of tits, pussies and sex drove her own moistening womanhood to distraction. An itch she only wanted to quench by masturbating... but it had to wait. So she drifted her attention to the game of eye spy in the back. "I spy with my little eye..." Katie started, looking about the highway for a target that would remain in sight longer than a few seconds. "...something that is falling."
Falling? A brief glance at the skyline revealed "A shooting star." Jan noted, pointing it out only to realize "It's afternoon... that must be incredibly bright to be seen..."
Before Katie could ponder it further, Candice tapped her. "Your turn."
"Right, right... I spy with my little eye something..." (I'd like to nuzzle and suckle hungrily) "...from the 50's."
To Be Continued
She was the luckiest young woman in the world. She was one of four young 18 year old women adopted by the lovely Stacy three years ago, who was even now the focus of Jan's urges. She and her sister Macy were redheads, Macy's long and luscious, her's short and tomboyish. Athletic and stars of their school's basketball team. Their best friends, sisters they met while at the orphanage, were a study in opposites attracting. Katie was short, blonde, and cutely spunky and energetic while her sister Candice was a smart intellectual beauty who has tutored her sister since elementary school.
When they were 16 and beginning to feel the urges of their young bodies, and the first sparks of sexual desire, they made an agreement with their foster mother. They focused on their studies and worked hard to be the best they could at their schools. In exchange for their hard work, Stacy would help the girls understand their urges when they were old enough, 18. That changed a year ago when Jan and Macy, and Katie and Candice, told their mother that they had fallen in love with each other. Stacy, instead of reprimending them or punishing them, simply changed the reward from teaching them to beoming their new lover, her and her sister April who were already lovers.
Auntie April was already at the summer house, planning to move in with them when the summer vacation ended, joining their new love nest two on two on two. Stacy and April were lovely women, tall blonde and shapely with long legs, full large perfectly shaped breasts, lovely figures and beautiful... just thinking of their first night together sexually, suckling on each woman's tits, long licks of each woman's soft blonde down covered pussies, that drove Jan wild in her flesh but she did her best to restrain.
No doubt sisters in the back seat would be a distracting morase of naked sexual excess, rolling back and forth blonde on black hair muff diving except for Macy sitting between them keeping them similarly behaved. Though Katie was more interested in playing eye spy as Candice listened to her classical music on her headset quietly.
Still thoughts of tits, pussies and sex drove her own moistening womanhood to distraction. An itch she only wanted to quench by masturbating... but it had to wait. So she drifted her attention to the game of eye spy in the back. "I spy with my little eye..." Katie started, looking about the highway for a target that would remain in sight longer than a few seconds. "...something that is falling."
Falling? A brief glance at the skyline revealed "A shooting star." Jan noted, pointing it out only to realize "It's afternoon... that must be incredibly bright to be seen..."
Before Katie could ponder it further, Candice tapped her. "Your turn."
"Right, right... I spy with my little eye something..." (I'd like to nuzzle and suckle hungrily) "...from the 50's."
To Be Continued
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Not So Grimm Tales Chapter Two
"I'm not old!"
With a yelp Alice leaps up from her spot, a long metal blade sprouting from her right arm gauntlet, the gears clanking and spinning fast as it adjusted itself to Alice's desires. Quickly she swung at the voice, the blade hacking through wood as it hacked a giant slash through the tree Alice was sitting under.
"MOVE!"
Alice quickly rolls aside, the tree collapsing into the thorns, propped up partially by the thorns as it collapsed.
"Alice..."
"Don't scold me..." she huffed, quickly dusting herself off before crawling under the tree to retrieve the Spellcyclopedia. "...what's your name?"
"I'm your conscious now, Alice, since your wearing on your person a most serious responsibility in the Gear Gauntlets, I... are you serious?"
"Yeah... your Ali... got it..." Alice crawled out of the tree, dusting herself off again. "You could have saved yourself time by skipping the first dusting..."
"Shut it, Ali."
"Ali, short for Alice..." Ali noted, a slight huff accentuating her mood, "Great work, Alice."
Alice frowned, "What paet of my brsin are you in? (maybe I can stand a little off the top just to get rid of you)"... (silence) "What was that."
"You being catty."
"No, no! The voice earlier..."
"The elder fairy from the story."
"Really?"
Alice turned, her eyes panning about coming up with nothing. "Uh... I don't think I killed her..."
A soft sigh filled the air, "No, she was part of the story. Sometimes the Spellcyclopedia creates characters from the story for interaction."
"What?!? Why didn't you tell me that sooner!"
"You didn't ask." Ali replied.
Thoughts of self lobotimazation filled Alice's active thoughts for five minutes.
* * * * * *
"Cut to the chase." Alice growled, back to the grind of clearing a path through the vines. "Get to the part where I come in already!"
"It doesn't work that way." Ali countered, "If you took any appreciable amount of time to pay attention to what I was saying before you put the gauntlets on we wouldn't be having this conversation right now."
"Gee, wonder what I was thinking about whwn you were rambling on about crazy things..."
"You were fixated on the gauntlets as a sex toy, Alice."
"Gee, wonder why." Suddenly one of the Gear blades hits a stone barrier, Alice's arms vibrating as she pulls back. "Ouch! Damn..." (looks about) "Is this it?"
The barrier was strong, well built and sturdy. "We're around the center of the kingdom from what my senses say, so... maybe?"
"About time."
Renewing her effort she cleared a section of the thorns revealing a solid stone wall, and considering how high the thorns were in front of them the wall must have been quite tall.
"This has to be it..." Alice whispered, a smile growing on her lips as she began to become more and more excited by the discovery.
"Don't go overboard, this could be a town building..."
"Oh no, oh no, I'm sure this is it! This has to be the castle... now all I have to figure out is..."
"How to get in?"
"Actually whether or not I wanted the milkmaid as a pet, Ali... I'm not above sloppy seconds, you know."
"Oh... joy."
* * * * * *
By nightfall, the light of the endless expanse of Elsespace spanning away for darkness and the light/dark striped view of the gigantic Central Hub coming into view, Alice's enthusiam giving way to reluctantly stopping for the night. She had cleared alot, but it took forever just to find the massive gates only to realize they were sealed shut, and made of materials too dense to simply smash through with the Gears (not without risking massive structural damage to the castle). After long minutes of laying on a small grassy mound near the gates, Alice pulls the Spellcyclopedia out. "Characters, eh? Do I have a choice or is it determined by the book?"
"The book, but you can fully interact with whoever comes out of the story..."
"Really..." (reaches into one of her side packs and pulls out a small case, flipping it between her fingers. "Can I write in the book? Will that change the characters? For instance "The youngest fairy's lips were soft and pouty, her cocksucking skills surpassing the other fairies in sheer ferocity and talent"... she would drop to her knees, smiling like the naughty girl she is, wings fluttering as she kisses my magical rod, tongue licking it driving me crazy... goddess her lips slowly swallowing it, sucking and sucking so gently... put my hands at the back of her pretty head, flexing my hips shoving it down her throat inch by inch by inch... force it to the hilt when I come, choking her as I flood her throat in buckets..." (looks at case) "Don't let me down little fairy slut, mama wants her good bad girl to suck her root."
"Why am I not surprised... should I prepare an escape spell... before your arrested by the King for raping his daughter and... ahem... "milk mama"..."
Continued Next Week
With a yelp Alice leaps up from her spot, a long metal blade sprouting from her right arm gauntlet, the gears clanking and spinning fast as it adjusted itself to Alice's desires. Quickly she swung at the voice, the blade hacking through wood as it hacked a giant slash through the tree Alice was sitting under.
"MOVE!"
Alice quickly rolls aside, the tree collapsing into the thorns, propped up partially by the thorns as it collapsed.
"Alice..."
"Don't scold me..." she huffed, quickly dusting herself off before crawling under the tree to retrieve the Spellcyclopedia. "...what's your name?"
"I'm your conscious now, Alice, since your wearing on your person a most serious responsibility in the Gear Gauntlets, I... are you serious?"
"Yeah... your Ali... got it..." Alice crawled out of the tree, dusting herself off again. "You could have saved yourself time by skipping the first dusting..."
"Shut it, Ali."
"Ali, short for Alice..." Ali noted, a slight huff accentuating her mood, "Great work, Alice."
Alice frowned, "What paet of my brsin are you in? (maybe I can stand a little off the top just to get rid of you)"... (silence) "What was that."
"You being catty."
"No, no! The voice earlier..."
"The elder fairy from the story."
"Really?"
Alice turned, her eyes panning about coming up with nothing. "Uh... I don't think I killed her..."
A soft sigh filled the air, "No, she was part of the story. Sometimes the Spellcyclopedia creates characters from the story for interaction."
"What?!? Why didn't you tell me that sooner!"
"You didn't ask." Ali replied.
Thoughts of self lobotimazation filled Alice's active thoughts for five minutes.
* * * * * *
"Cut to the chase." Alice growled, back to the grind of clearing a path through the vines. "Get to the part where I come in already!"
"It doesn't work that way." Ali countered, "If you took any appreciable amount of time to pay attention to what I was saying before you put the gauntlets on we wouldn't be having this conversation right now."
"Gee, wonder what I was thinking about whwn you were rambling on about crazy things..."
"You were fixated on the gauntlets as a sex toy, Alice."
"Gee, wonder why." Suddenly one of the Gear blades hits a stone barrier, Alice's arms vibrating as she pulls back. "Ouch! Damn..." (looks about) "Is this it?"
The barrier was strong, well built and sturdy. "We're around the center of the kingdom from what my senses say, so... maybe?"
"About time."
Renewing her effort she cleared a section of the thorns revealing a solid stone wall, and considering how high the thorns were in front of them the wall must have been quite tall.
"This has to be it..." Alice whispered, a smile growing on her lips as she began to become more and more excited by the discovery.
"Don't go overboard, this could be a town building..."
"Oh no, oh no, I'm sure this is it! This has to be the castle... now all I have to figure out is..."
"How to get in?"
"Actually whether or not I wanted the milkmaid as a pet, Ali... I'm not above sloppy seconds, you know."
"Oh... joy."
* * * * * *
By nightfall, the light of the endless expanse of Elsespace spanning away for darkness and the light/dark striped view of the gigantic Central Hub coming into view, Alice's enthusiam giving way to reluctantly stopping for the night. She had cleared alot, but it took forever just to find the massive gates only to realize they were sealed shut, and made of materials too dense to simply smash through with the Gears (not without risking massive structural damage to the castle). After long minutes of laying on a small grassy mound near the gates, Alice pulls the Spellcyclopedia out. "Characters, eh? Do I have a choice or is it determined by the book?"
"The book, but you can fully interact with whoever comes out of the story..."
"Really..." (reaches into one of her side packs and pulls out a small case, flipping it between her fingers. "Can I write in the book? Will that change the characters? For instance "The youngest fairy's lips were soft and pouty, her cocksucking skills surpassing the other fairies in sheer ferocity and talent"... she would drop to her knees, smiling like the naughty girl she is, wings fluttering as she kisses my magical rod, tongue licking it driving me crazy... goddess her lips slowly swallowing it, sucking and sucking so gently... put my hands at the back of her pretty head, flexing my hips shoving it down her throat inch by inch by inch... force it to the hilt when I come, choking her as I flood her throat in buckets..." (looks at case) "Don't let me down little fairy slut, mama wants her good bad girl to suck her root."
"Why am I not surprised... should I prepare an escape spell... before your arrested by the King for raping his daughter and... ahem... "milk mama"..."
Continued Next Week
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Spring Cleaning Done... that was fast!
Apparently all the spam went to Sakura Blossoms... oh well. Anyway please become a follower please!
A brand new fiction!
Kicking off a new series. See about updating it on Tuesdays. In the meantime hope to crank out content on Tuesdays and Thursdays... with an eye to returning to full time erotica writing once I am rolling writing full time. Ok... time to spring clean now since I'm back to writing full time.
Not So Grimm Tales Chapter One
Once upon a time in a rather small uninteresting kingdom that wouldn't be missed if it were covered in thorns and vanished off the face of the Earth...
"Ahem."
Yeah, yeah, there lived a king and a queen who ruled this little kingdom of many wonders, lile running water, and public transportation, and ye olde Alebucks at every street corner and alternate side of the street corpse dumping on Wednesdays and...
"You really don't want to do this do you Alice."
* * * * * *
Edenina, The Realm of Dreams
The Dream Continent of the Grimmlands (Germany)
The Lost Kingdom of Millennia.
"Oh I want to do this!" Alice complained, "Just not this boring crap! I WANNA FUCK!"
"Hooray. A hobby your actually good at."
"SHUT IT!"
Alice was a restless woman, a restless hormonally driven hopped up anxious excitable woman... as long as the things exciting her was lesbian sex, food, partying, money making adventuring and any combination of the four. She had long wild blonde hair, streaked with red making her look rather like a rocker than what she was, a self styled "freelance adventurer for hire". She wore a rather straightforward gear set, almost seeming normal in her dress. Light armor weave uniform woven with indestructible runescript into the material, long shimmering blue gloves (ending in Gear Gauntlets of Many Wonders at both arms) and thigh high blue boots. A rather conservative wear for one so anything but. She wore a hefty tesseract backpack and two side tesseract packs for her daily gear, equipment, and toys... one of which, a clear red vibrator (which she twirled in her hand idly as she leaned against the huge oak waiting) captivated her limited attention span as she narrated.
"Why do I have to recap..."
"Because, Alice, because." the disembodied female voice in her head chided, the voice being that of her new "conscious", a female persona ai bonded with her when she gained her Gauntlets. "It might contain information about how to overcome the obstacle ahead of us." she noted, the large endless expanse of thorns surrounding them. Truth they had made abit of progress when they started to enter the kingdom, but despite the fact the thorns were easily dispatched they were also covering a kingdom so many miles circular, so even if they were easily dealt with it still meant cutting into a massively large space looking for the proverbial "needle" in the haystack, a castle holding a sleeping princess.
"So you think going over the tale will make finding the castle easier, eh?"
"I'd say so. Anyway you wanted a break anyway so since we are here we might as well..."
"OK! OK! Fine! You win!" Alice groaned with reluctance, picking up the small Spellcyclopedia lying open on her stomach, pages flipped open to Kingdom Reference Sleeping Beauty Legend - Lands of Millennia...
* * * * * *
The happy couple was happy... of course.
"Of course."
But they wanted a child. A heir maybe even... is this going to get kinky and pervy?
"Wrong story... wrong blog too."
OK. Anyway to that end the happy king and queen fucked often, in every imaginative way... then the queen had the maid suck on the king's mighty lance until he was ready to fuck. Then the queen invited a long chain of maids to sleep with them and be fucked by the king's long ruling rod... they even went so far as to arrange playdates with the Royal Milkmaid, the king fucking her daily in the stables as the cows watched him hammering her sweet womanhood with his massive shaft, the poor trembling maiden clinging to the queen as he parted the maiden's legs and rode her...
"Horny?"
Surprisingly yes... DAMMIT!
"Is all that fucking around really in that story?"
Do I have to tell you the story of where babies come from again...
"No, no, I'm good."
Anyway after years of the best sex the queen finally gave birth to a beautiful girl... if I find out daddy ripened her already I'm so going to throw up and give up on humanity...
"Only if that were true after that misadventure at the brothel in New Haven..."
I was needy! Anyway... ahem... they were so thrilled they held a Royal Christening along with a Royal Feast and a Royal Orgy and...
"You made that last one up."
Oh you wish. You wish. Anyway the entire court and seven fairies of high rank of the region all showed up for the party... I hear fairies have imaginative ways to make fairy dust go a "long" way...
"I'm sure."
Ok. The big day arrived, the freeloaders showed up,and the baby was christened. So they went to the feast and the king popped party favors on the crowd with decorative silverware made of diamonds and gold... you do know you can't actually eat with gold and diamond silverware because the gold makes food taste horrid, and you always run the risk of swallowing the diamonds... well who should pop up but an ugly old fairy... Michelle Bachmann?
"Behave."
To Be Continued
"Ahem."
Yeah, yeah, there lived a king and a queen who ruled this little kingdom of many wonders, lile running water, and public transportation, and ye olde Alebucks at every street corner and alternate side of the street corpse dumping on Wednesdays and...
"You really don't want to do this do you Alice."
* * * * * *
Edenina, The Realm of Dreams
The Dream Continent of the Grimmlands (Germany)
The Lost Kingdom of Millennia.
"Oh I want to do this!" Alice complained, "Just not this boring crap! I WANNA FUCK!"
"Hooray. A hobby your actually good at."
"SHUT IT!"
Alice was a restless woman, a restless hormonally driven hopped up anxious excitable woman... as long as the things exciting her was lesbian sex, food, partying, money making adventuring and any combination of the four. She had long wild blonde hair, streaked with red making her look rather like a rocker than what she was, a self styled "freelance adventurer for hire". She wore a rather straightforward gear set, almost seeming normal in her dress. Light armor weave uniform woven with indestructible runescript into the material, long shimmering blue gloves (ending in Gear Gauntlets of Many Wonders at both arms) and thigh high blue boots. A rather conservative wear for one so anything but. She wore a hefty tesseract backpack and two side tesseract packs for her daily gear, equipment, and toys... one of which, a clear red vibrator (which she twirled in her hand idly as she leaned against the huge oak waiting) captivated her limited attention span as she narrated.
"Why do I have to recap..."
"Because, Alice, because." the disembodied female voice in her head chided, the voice being that of her new "conscious", a female persona ai bonded with her when she gained her Gauntlets. "It might contain information about how to overcome the obstacle ahead of us." she noted, the large endless expanse of thorns surrounding them. Truth they had made abit of progress when they started to enter the kingdom, but despite the fact the thorns were easily dispatched they were also covering a kingdom so many miles circular, so even if they were easily dealt with it still meant cutting into a massively large space looking for the proverbial "needle" in the haystack, a castle holding a sleeping princess.
"So you think going over the tale will make finding the castle easier, eh?"
"I'd say so. Anyway you wanted a break anyway so since we are here we might as well..."
"OK! OK! Fine! You win!" Alice groaned with reluctance, picking up the small Spellcyclopedia lying open on her stomach, pages flipped open to Kingdom Reference Sleeping Beauty Legend - Lands of Millennia...
* * * * * *
The happy couple was happy... of course.
"Of course."
But they wanted a child. A heir maybe even... is this going to get kinky and pervy?
"Wrong story... wrong blog too."
OK. Anyway to that end the happy king and queen fucked often, in every imaginative way... then the queen had the maid suck on the king's mighty lance until he was ready to fuck. Then the queen invited a long chain of maids to sleep with them and be fucked by the king's long ruling rod... they even went so far as to arrange playdates with the Royal Milkmaid, the king fucking her daily in the stables as the cows watched him hammering her sweet womanhood with his massive shaft, the poor trembling maiden clinging to the queen as he parted the maiden's legs and rode her...
"Horny?"
Surprisingly yes... DAMMIT!
"Is all that fucking around really in that story?"
Do I have to tell you the story of where babies come from again...
"No, no, I'm good."
Anyway after years of the best sex the queen finally gave birth to a beautiful girl... if I find out daddy ripened her already I'm so going to throw up and give up on humanity...
"Only if that were true after that misadventure at the brothel in New Haven..."
I was needy! Anyway... ahem... they were so thrilled they held a Royal Christening along with a Royal Feast and a Royal Orgy and...
"You made that last one up."
Oh you wish. You wish. Anyway the entire court and seven fairies of high rank of the region all showed up for the party... I hear fairies have imaginative ways to make fairy dust go a "long" way...
"I'm sure."
Ok. The big day arrived, the freeloaders showed up,and the baby was christened. So they went to the feast and the king popped party favors on the crowd with decorative silverware made of diamonds and gold... you do know you can't actually eat with gold and diamond silverware because the gold makes food taste horrid, and you always run the risk of swallowing the diamonds... well who should pop up but an ugly old fairy... Michelle Bachmann?
"Behave."
To Be Continued
Monday, September 6, 2010
New Erotica Blog (Inky Blog)
Home Schooled Witchcraft (manga)
Pink Panties (manga)
New Erotic Novel (TBD)
Daily hentai image posts, weekly updates on titles during weekends and hopefully this time a new attempt to revive works. Preseently need new Artists (try to get one at least for start) and try to get work revived.
Presently looking for publisher for titles, any suggestions of publishers greatly appreciated (thank you).
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