Who Said Love is a Lie?

Disclaimer: Domination, Male on Female, Oral, Vaginal.

It was shortly after the fight with Lequiss. Faceless went to the room assigned to him after his conversation with Muffin. He lay down on the bed and took off his mask.

"Just as hot and faceless as I remember..." a voice said. Faceless jumped up and looked around. He eventually spotted the source of the voice. It was a woman about 25 with shoulder length black hair and piercing green eyes. She was wearing what looked like a red bathrobe open enough at the top that the beginning of her cleavage was clearly visible. Faceless swallowed, a harsh sound given his ruined throat.

"Do... I know you, miss?"

She smiled and advanced. "I should say you do. We've met at least twice so far."

"You... You were with Muffin's group right?" Faceless asked nervously.

"Forget Muffy. What's important is that you're back now and I can finally do what I've always wanted to," she said as she reached the bed and slid the robe off revealing her naked body. Her skin was a milky white and her breasts were perky and about a small D. Her sex was clean shaven and already glistened with a small amount of excitement.

"Who are you?" Faceless asked staring at her body.

She climbed onto the bed and pushed him down till she was straddling him. "Oh Sergei, I'm hurt that you don't remember me," She leaned down and whispered gently in his ear, "May."

A moment of excitement flashed through Faceless at the name but the dream was suddenly replaced with a cold reality. "The Liar?!" He exclaimed and immediately began to try and push her off.

She gripped him tightly. "Sergei, stop please! I know what you're thinking but stop. I love you Sergei. I've loved you for a while."

Faceless stopped struggling and looked up at her.

"Just give me this one chance. One night of truce. Just let me have this and I'll never bother you again," she begged.

Faceless stared at her and then sighed. "I've been dead for a while and you did save my life that one time... I guess I can... enjoy your company for one night."

The Liar smiled. "Alright then just lay back and let your dreams come true."

She quickly tore open his shirt and trailed her hands down his chest as she moved down. Her hands reached his pants and tore open the button and zipper before pulling it down to his knees. She ran a hand over the outline of his cock through his underwear then leaned forward pulling it down with her teeth. It sprang out immediately fully erect as it was uncovered. She smiled at it and then gently gripped the base and began to slowly stroke it from the base to tip. Faceless let out a hiss of pleasure from between his teeth. "You enjoying yourself, Sergei?"

"No talking..."

The Liar smiled and slid her hand back down to the base before gently licking up the underside to the tip. Her tongue moved deftly around the tip before she slowly slid her lips over the head. As Faceless moaned she smiled again and slid lower dragging her tongue down with her. Faceless' moans filled the room as her lips and tongue worked expertly on his shaft. Her mouth going lower until the head was forced into her throat. Her eyes closed as she began to slowly bob her head up and down. His hands moved to grab The Liar's head and began forcing it up and down on his shaft. Her surprised gag caused him a quick twinge of cruel pleasure which was quickly followed by a moment of guilt. He let go of her head shamefully and she returned the gesture by dipping lower of her own accord. A powerful surge of pleasure passed through Faceless and he let out a rough groaning sound as he came. The Liar stayed down for a few moments till he stopped and then pulled off and licked her lips.

"Alright now get out," Faceless ordered her.

"Sorry, but no. I'm not done yet," The Liar responded and shimmied up his body kissing him on his ruined lips. She pulled back trailing his tongue with hers, "The agreement was one night not one act."

Faceless pulled his tongue back but otherwise did not respond. The Liar moved straddling her waist and began grinding her groin against his cock causing it to begin rising again. She let out light, breathy moans as her slick opening slid up and down his length. This continued until he was again fully erect. She slid forward, momentarily dangling her breasts in front of his lack of a face, as she carefully lined herself up with his tip. She slid back down and shivered slightly as his tip parted her lips and pushed slowly inside. She kissed him again passionately as she slid down the rest of the way taking the entirety of his cock. She became very still then and broke the kiss panting gently as she enjoyed the feeling of him inside of her. Faceless, apparently growing impatient, reached up and grabbed her slim waist pulling her up before quickly slamming her back down on his cock. The Liar cried out in pleasure and Faceless grinned. He began to pump her hips up and down on his cock quickly. He greatly enjoyed her pleased cries. The Liar slid her hands to his chest and raised herself up straight beginning to move under her own power as well. Her beautiful breasts bounced hypnotically as she rode his cock. His hands moved from her waist to her breasts gently squeezing them as they bounced. The Liar winced and smiled. "Careful, Sergei. They're quite sensitive" she scolded in a husky voice.

"What did I say about talking?" Sergei responded though his tone was light and amused. The Liar's smile widened and she leaned back down kissing him on the lips. His mouth opened and his tongue pushed into her mouth where her tongue quickly met it. Their tongues danced passionately together in the warmth of their mouths as The Liar's hips began moving with more urgency. She felt him twitch suddenly inside of her and this was followed by the feeling of his seed shooting deep into her body. Her eyes rolled up into her skull and she broke the kiss screaming in ecstasy as she came as well.

Moments later she pulled herself off of him and rolled over to lay down beside him. "That was exactly what I had always hoped it would be..." she panted dreamily. The response was not what she had been expecting as she was suddenly and violently shoved off of the bed.

"We're done here now. Get your robe and get out," Faceless stated blandly.

She grabbed her robe off the floor and stood up. "Why?"

Faceless got up. His face set in a grim line. He grabbed his machete and moved towards her. She quickly retreated as she was stuck in this vulnerable mortal form. He backed her to the door then grabbed her shoulder and pulled her in close quietly whispering in her ear. "May." After which he promptly shoved her into the hallway and slammed the door.

The Liar got up and put back on her robe. She looked at the door longingly then shrugged and headed back to her room. Her hand rested lightly on her stomach as she walked. It didn't matter that she had been booted. She had gotten what she wanted.     

Crazy Diamonds by Kiro DaPuppy

Disclaimer:  Female on Female, Oral, Scissoring.


Shine here!



I promised Alicia I wouldn't post this. But its too good not to!



Summary of previous events:

Alicia had met up with her ex-long-distance-girlfriend, Cecilia. Most of their communication went quite angrily as Alicia was still mad at Cecilia. But after the battle with the nests where Cecilia saved Alicia's cute butt, this happened.







The girls returned to Cecilia's hotel room. Alicia was holding her still sore arm as they approached the hotel room door. I had healed her but the pain was still there. Cecilia walked into the room and Alicia followed her, closing the room behind them. They hadn't said a word since the battle until Cecilia tried to start a conversation.



Cecilia:" So what do we do now?"





Alicia responded by putting her hands on Cecilia's cheeks and pressing her lips against hers. Cecilia looked confused "Alicia what are you doing..". "You wanted this right?" Alicia responded.

Cecilia nodded before kissing her back. Alicia slid her tongue into her mouth and their tongues twirled around each other lustfully.



Cecilia placed her hands on Alicia's waist who responded by pushing her on the bed. She then sat on Cecilia's lap as she ran her fingers through her long white hair. Cecilia ran her hands along Alicia's sides as they kissed again passionately.



Alicia started unbuttoning Cecilia's white shirt slowly. Her hand rubbing behind Ceci's ear down to her neck. Cecilia moaned as her hand slid under Alicia's black t-shirt, rubbing over her sensitive skin. Alicia responded with a shiver as she slowly removed her shirt and threw it away. Running her hands over Ceci's shoulders and neck.

Biting softly at her lips.



Cecilia then pulled up Alicia's t-shirt, causing Alicia to completely take it off and throw it away also. She then pushed Cecilia down with her back to the bed and pressed her body against hers. Cecilia let out a soft moan as Alicia kissed her neck. Alicia's hands caressing her skin as their bodies rubbed against each other.



Cecilia reached around and removed Alicia's bra, exposing her perky breasts. She started fondling them and rubbed over her hard nipples. She kissed Alicia's shoulder before nibbling on her ear. Her hand sliding down to her jeans and undoing her belt. Followed by sliding her hand down her pants and rubbing over her cute butt.



Alicia at the same time continued kissing her neck. As she too took off Cecilia's bra before moving down and licking down from her collar bone to her breasts. Moaning softly from Ceci's touches and nibbles. She then wrapped her lips around Cecilia's exposed nipple and sucked on it lightly. Wiggling out of her pants and throwing it on the floor with the rest of their clothes.



Cecilia threw her head back as Alicia sucked on her nipples. Her hand rubbing over Alicia's ass before sliding down her panties. Her other hand running over her back as their warm bodies rubbed against each other.





Alicia then kissed Cecilia's body from her breasts down to her stomach. Slowly taking off Ceci's skirt and nibbling down to her hips. Her soft hands caressing Cecilia's legs and inner thighs before removing her soaked panties as well.

Her kisses and licks moving down in between her legs. Rubbing her fingers against Cecilia's wet pussy while doing the same to her own.



Cecilia's body trembled with pleasure. Letting several moans escape her lips as she closed her eyes. Her legs wrapping around Alicia's waist. Her body temperature rising as well as her lust for Alicia.

Alicia grinned seeing her lover squirming with pleasure turned her on even more.

She then flicked her tongue against Cecilia's clit and started licking her moist pussy, savoring the taste of her juices.



Alicia' fingers spreading her pussy as her tongue slid inside of Cecilia. Causing Cecilia to moan and clasp her legs tighter around Alicia. Alicia's tongue swirling inside of Cecilia causes her to squirm more. Pleasure filling her body as her climax sweeps through her. "Oh god Alicia!"



Alicia then licked her lips before moving back up to Cecilia's lips and kissing her deeply. Her hands exploring her body slowly. Massaging her breasts before leaning back. Sliding on leg under Cecilia and the other over her leg. Pressing their wet pussies against each other before grinding her hips against Ceci's.



Cecilia grabs on to her blanket and starts grinding back against her. Both of them moaning as they grind against each other. Their juices dripping down from their wet pussies, soaking into the bedsheets. Alicia throws her head back as her orgasm sweeps through her body.

Both of them moaning out loudly as they grind through their climax.



Once they are finished Alicia crawls back on top of Cecilia who is panting heavily. She kisses her lips softly before snuggling into her. Not long after they both fell asleep. So I had a little fun of my own!

It was rather enjoyable. o.o



I hope Alicia doesn't get too mad at me now. ~Shine

A Date with Destiny by Acelegin

Disclaimer: This story contains Male on Female sex. It is also of a humorous nature.




The year is 12... something... sometime in the 1200s, I don't know. Our protagonist? The Ace Of Chaos. Of course, this is near the beginning of his story, so he doesn't go by that title yet, but we're calling him that anyway, because fuck you.

So, he woke up on the shore of a river. He got up and rubbed his eyes, trying to recall what had just happened.

He had been shown his death by the Vision. He was saving people from a horse-drawn carriage which went out of control. Then this crazy guy wearing an operator symbol hopped on board with knives and attacked him. The Ace Of Chaos drew his gun and shot the man, but a group of other men standing off to the side shot him with several arrows, and he bled to death. But that was just a vision. Things ended up playing out differently.

Now, you're probably thinking “But Acelegin, this is the 13th century! Guns don't exist yet!”

Well, shut up! I'm telling this story! If I say the Ace Of Chaos had a gun, he had a God damned gun!

Now, the fuck was I? Oh, right, the carriage thing.

So, when the event actually rolled around, and he drew his gun on the man with the knives, he ended up missing and shot the horse, causing the carriage to topple off the cliff. The arrows missed because of this, and the guy with the knives accidentally stabbed himself. The Ace Of Chaos managed to save himself with a grappling hook. Yes, he had a grappling hook. Shut up.

So, afterwards, he lowered himself into the water and let the tide carry him. He dozed off a some point while drifting, and washed up on the riverbank. So there he was.

He sat there for a while, before the Vision showed up. She was stunning, with impossibly beautiful features. Her hair was long, straight, and bright orange. Her fingers ended in long talons, made of a red, chitin-like substance, and a pair of wings sprouted from her back, made from the same substance as her claws. She wore a long, blue dress, which was opened up in the back to allow her wings to move. She stared down at the Ace Of Chaos with her giant pupils.

“Oh, hey there, Dollface,” he said.
“You are quite stubborn, “she said.
“Actual, I survived on accident this time,” he said.
“None-the-less, you have defied death ten times now,” she said.
“Thirteen,” he corrected her.
“You've somehow managed to impress me, human,” she said.
“So, you gonna show me my next death now?” he asked.
“No,” she said. “Not this time. This time, I come to you with an offer.”
“What kind of offer?” he asked.
“I have few devoted servants now-a-days,” she said. “I have several cults, but they are all distant. There a few who are worthy of being my Scions. My offer is to make you one of my Scions.”
“A Scion, huh?” he said, getting to his feet and stroking his chin. “You mean you wanna break off a bit of your consciousness and seal it within me?”
“Should you accept,” she said.

He paced around for a moment, considering her offer. He made his decision, and approached her. Up close, she seemed even more beautiful, almost intimidatingly so, but he approached her anyway. He stood, a foot away, and locked eyes with her. He smiled, and closed his eyes.

“Pass,” he said.
“Excuse me?” she asked.
“I pass,” he replied. “It's a tempting offer, but being your servant isn't what I want.”
“Then what is it you want?” she asked.

He grabbed her by the wrists and drew her in, planting his lips on hers. Wide eyes widened in shock for a moment, but she closed them as she became lost in his embrace. After a minute, she forced herself to break away from him.

“I don't understand,” she said.
“So there's actually something in this world that the eldritch woman with knowledge surpassing human intelligence doesn't understand?” he asked.
“Why?” she asked. “I've tormented you for years. I've forced you to bare witness to your own demise over and over again. Why would you kiss me?”

He pulled her back in and wrapped his arms around her.

“Do I need a reason to fall in love?” he whispered in her ear.
“I'm a Fear,” she said. “A monster who exists to create chaos among the living.”

He pulled back and looked her in the eyes, smiling.

“Do I look like I give a damn?” he asked.
“Falling in love with a creature like me is a dangerous thing to do,” she said.
“I like danger,” he said. “Or did you miss the part where I jumped onto an out of control carriage to save a bunch of people I didn't know?”
“I am a fiend,” she said. “I am darkness, an incarnation of fear itself.”
“Darkness?” he asked, chuckling. “Your light glows brighter that the sun itself. No angel could ever surpass your beauty.”
“Do you believe that to be true?” she asked, blushing.
“I know it to be true,” he said.

He leaned in and kissed her again. He hugged her passionately, and she couldn't help but hug him back. Her heart was racing. Did she have a heart to begin with? She couldn't tell. She had become lost in the moment. She was filled with all sorts of feelings. Feelings she had never experienced before. Just moments ago, she wanted him as a servant, for him to give her his undying devotion. But now, she wanted more from him. She dug her claws into his shirt and tore through it. The shredded clothing fell to the ground. She pulled away from him, gazing upon his body. His chest and torso had several scars, from his many near death experiences, and he had built up quite a bit of muscle from his years of running. She embraced him, and pushed her lips into his.

“I want you,” she said to him. “I want all of you. I don't know why, but I want you.”
“I want you too,” he said.

He reached behind her, and unbuttoned the back of her dress, allowing it to fall to the ground. She lay down on her back, and he lay on top of her. They kissed, and her brought his hand up to her chest. He reached under her bra, fondling her breast. She reached down, sliding his pants off.

“Give it to me!” she said.

He slid her underwear off, and inserted his penis into her. She gasped as it went in. It was painful and wonderful simultaneously.

“Keep going!” she demanded.
“Okay,” he said.

He continued, thrusting in and out. They were both consumed by ecstasy. She scraped her claws across his back. He winced, but continued., The pain felt good to him. She held him tightly, and folded her wings around him, pressing him as close to her as she could. After several minutes of hot, passionate love-making, they both climaxed in perfect unison, in a moment of intense, orgasmic pleasure. They laid there a while, panting. He leaned down and gave her another long, sweet kiss.

“I love you,” he whispered.
“I've never felt like this before,” she said. “That was amazing.”
“I know,” he said. He then thought for a moment and said “It's a shame that horse had to die, though. I feel bad for accidentally shooting it.”
“The horse survived,” she informed him. “Also, one of its descendants is destined to become a badass demon horse named Windmill.”
“That sounds awesome,” he said.

And then they became a couple, and lived happily ever after, until the Game Master killed the Vision, causing the Ace Of Chaos to go on a vengeful rampage.

Well, I think we all learned a valuable lesson from this. And that lesson is that writing erotica is hard, and watching a lot of porno doesn't necessarily make you any good at writing it.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go do some “research” for my next story.

The Cure for Writer's Block by Pandora Paradox

Disclaimer:  Male on Female, Anal, Cumshot, Shower Scene

Poet awoke to the sound of Memphis’ voice.

“Wake up”

While Poet allowed Memphis to barge in without knocking, but she never thought he would wake her up like this. It is that fact that made Poet believe it was urgent.

“What is it Memphis?”

“Nothing, I just wanted to wake you up. I made you pancakes!”

Poet was conflicted if freshly baked pancakes would get him off the hook for waking her. She decided to forgive him, signalling that fact by playfully chuckling at him.

They sat down at the table, satisfying their hunger by eating Memphis’ newly made pancakes. After brunch Memphis decided to be a gentleman and clean up the dishes and such, allowing Poet to go to her laptop to write something.

Her writing hadn’t been going well. It wasn’t so much that she had writer’s block. It was simply the fact that the next few chapters in her stories would be rather pornographic. Poet considered herself not to be any good at writing that kind of stuff. It wasn’t a lack of imagination, she just thought that aside from “they had the sex” there was nothing much to tell. She lacked the kind of mind-boggling experience that would allow her to describe such an act, in animalistic detail.

Regardless, she just sat down as if she had no blockage and tried to continue.

Nothing.

That was exactly what came to her mind. The image was clear, she had imagined the characters having sex rather vividly in the chapters leading up to now, trying to prepare for this moment. It wasn’t the problem either, it was the wording. Trying to transcribe the scenes in her head to her word file.

“What are you writing?” Memphis asked after he finished, hunching over Poet’s shoulder.

“Well...just this chapter. I’m not going anywhere with it!”

“Blockage?”

“No,...yes...I mean!”

“Hmm?”

“I’m having trouble wi-”

Poet sort of stopped herself in mid sentence and blushed, her cheeks growing more and more red by the nanosecond.

Although Poet & Memphis had been friends since forever, there were certain things that was almost a taboo subject for them. One of those subjects was sex. It wasn’t that they weren’t open about it, but it was just that they both knew on one level or another that it would cause their sexual chemistry that was always present to push them into something that they may later regret.

“With what?”

“Ehm...a certain aspect of the next few chapters”

“Anything I can help with?”

Poet wanted to answer, but she knew of nothing to say. She lacked words and just sat there with her mouth open and froze up.

Eventually Memphis just shrugged and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

From the reflection in the hallway mirror Poet saw Memphis unclothe as he prepared to step into the shower. He had left the bathroom door open, thinking that Poet would just sit there, his mind completely escaping that the mirror created a viewpoint into the bathroom for her.

The shower was even positioned in such a way that she even saw him in it.

Just a quick look at Memphis’ manhood made Poet tremble. She could feel herself sweat a bit and her face was now a scientifically unrecorded shade of red. She wanted him, she couldn’t deny that fact.

It was kind of hard for the last few years, but at some point Poet truly believed that her feelings for him were just platonic and/or that she’d get over this crush eventually. She constantly just pushed it down, trying to hide it.

It was at that moment sitting in the living room looking upon Memphis’ naked body that all of those thoughts and feeling erupted into a steaming pile of lust.

She stood up and walked over to the bathroom, undressing on the way.She threw every piece of clothing on the floor, making a trail of clothes from her laptop to the bathroom.

Poet walked inside the bathroom, where Memphis was scrubbing his chest. He had his eyes closed at the moment she entered, so he wasn’t alarmed until she opened the shower door and stepped inside.

“Poet!”

“Shhh...Memphis, just...” Poet said and kissed him.

Without thinking Memphis started to kiss her as well, their tongues intertwining like vines. She could feel his tongue stroke against her own as she rubbed his muscle bound chest.

His member became erect, thrusting against Poet’s legs almost in an instance.

The water from the shower ran down their naked bodies, making this incident even more erotic in Poet’s minds as it made them lubricious allowing for a more smooth flow of their body parts.

It didn’t take Memphis long to figure out that she wanted this to happen just as badly as he did. Memphis moved his finger down to her sex and started to rub it.

Poet moaned, pleasure hitting her fast which became stronger as Memphis pushed two of his fingers inside of her.

“M-Memphis!” she moaned, trying hard to be patient

Poet reached out for his love stick,  gently stroking it.With her gentle touch, it throbbed. The two of them looked at each other as they were fondling each other in this matter. Neither of them could wait for what they really longed for.

“Memphis” Poet said, her hands resting on his wet shoulders.

Poet turned around, pointing her behind towards his tenderness.

Memphis understood instantly and went for it. He put his phallus at her entrance, holding of only for a few seconds to get some sort of confirmation that Poet was ready.

After Poet threw  Memphis a quick nod he pushed all of it inside her. Poet moaned, almost cried out of a huge mixture of pleasure and pain that in an instant fell upon her.

Memphis held Poet by her breasts, moving them around as he thrust himself into her over and over again, His member felt like it was melting away from the pure comfort it was put it.

“M-M-Memphis” Poet stuttered as she went forwards and backwars on him, trying to hide her over enjoyment of this due to some sudden shyness caused by the realization that they were indeed having sex.

That sudden shyness was buried away under waves after waves of pleasure a she could feel every inch of Memphis’ cock. She almost felt like it fit her perfectly, like some kind of human puzzle piece.

Her mind went blank, she stopped thinking and just continued to enjoy it. After a while she orgasmed, the pleasure not only hitting her like a brick, but also flowing all around her. It was just pure exhaustion and bliss for a few seconds.

After a while Memphis took it out, which prompted her to sit down on her knees and open her mouth. This caused of course the shower water to flow into her mouth, but it was only a mild nuisance.

Memphis began to frantically stroke it, causing it to throb more and more. He let out a moan ever so often during this part as the general feeling of ecstasy went through him. Soon the love juice flew through his member and spew outwards, causing it to land in Poet’s mouth.

It didn’t take her long to swallow the semen along with the collected shower water.

They both sighed out of exhaustion after this whole ordeal.

Memphis turned off the shower head and they both went out, drying themselves off with some towels that laid about.

“This was something” Memphis said after a while.

“Yeah, I just...You know, but just-”

Memphis smiled and planted a kiss on her ever so beautiful lips.

“I know” He said after parting from her face.
 

A Day of Relaxation

Disclaimer: This story contains Anthropomorphs, Lesbian sex and Oral sex.






Selma Zou, garbed in nothing but a white and blue vertical striped bikini, lay on a beach chair watching the oceans around her island. The tides crashed against the beach with a relaxing sound but still Selma couldn't relax. The attacks by Sylph had kept her on edge for the past while and, though Dr. Salm had promised that he now had Sylph under control, Selma now found it difficult to unwind. She had come to the beach in the hopes that it's serenity would help relieve her stress but, instead she merely felt vulnerable out there alone.

Just as she was preparing to give up and head back; she felt a hand gently grip her shoulder. She panicked and tried to rise but a hand gripped her other shoulder and held her down. She was on the verge of trying to desperately attack her assailant with her feet when a head peeked over the back of her chair and into her view. It had furry ears on it.

"H... Hana?" Selma asked in surprise.
"Hello, Mistress Selma," Hana responded with a cheerful smile.
"What are you doing?! You almost scared me to death!" Selma responded with ire.
Hana's ears drooped and she let go of Selma's shoulders. "I'm sorry, Mistress Selma, Jonathan said you came out here to relax and I thought maybe I could help you."
"How would you help me relax?" Selma asked curiously.
Hana smiled. "Y... you want me to show you?"
A twinge of concern passed through Selma's mind as she heard the mix of hesitance and excitement in Hana's voice but her curiousity was peaked and she knew Hana wouldn't hurt her. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to let you try."
Hana's response was a happy cry and then, before Selma could change her mind Hana swung around the chair and got on top of her. Selma began to rise and opened her mouth to protest but, Hana responded by cutting off Selma's protest with a passionate kiss as her hands moved to her breasts pushing her back down. Selma struggled for a few seconds before their eyes met and she became still. She closed her eyes and hugged Hana tightly. Hana smiled at this receptive action and slid her tongue into Selma's willing mouth. As the two made out Hana gently squeezed Selma's breasts causing her to moan into the kiss her chest rising. Hana broke the kiss and smiled at her. Selma let out a quick breath and smiled back.

"Alright... I... I'm willing to let you continue," she stated, blushing pinkly. Hana smiled and slid her hands down to Selma's sides undoing the ribbons that held on the bikini top and removed it. Selma shivered slightly as her breasts were exposed but, almost as soon as they were, Hana moved to them. Her tongue slid around Selma's left nipple causing her to release a gentle moan of pleasure.Selma's hands clenched tightly as Hana's tongue moved quickly around, deftly pleasuring her sensitive nipples. Meanwhile Hana's hand began to gently drift down Selma's body. The gentle touch of Hana's finger trailing over her skin made her shiver gently even as her pleasure mounted from the attention of Hana's tongue. The finger slid down until it hooked into her bikini bottom and started slowly pulling it down. Selma tensed as she felt herself being exposed again and her cheeks flared brightly with a nervous blush.

Hana pulled back now and turned all of her attention to Selma's lower body. She slid the bikini bottom off of her and dropped it onto the sand. Selma's blush grew brighter as she saw Hana's eyes searching over her naked body. Hana smiled.

"Oh, Mistress Selma you are just as beautiful as in my dreams," Hana exclaimed.
"You... You've dreamed of me?" Selma asked.
Now it was Hana's turn to blush. "Y... Yes Mistress Selma... I've dreamed of moments like these many times," her smile widened, "this time however it's not a dream."

She leaned forward and slid her hands under Selma's knees lifting them onto her shoulders and kneeled forward so her head was just above Selma's sex. Selma gasped in surprise as her legs were lifted but the gasp quickly turned into a pleasurable moan as Hana dipped her head down and licked from the bottom of Selma's sex up to her clit and then began licking her clit directly. Selma squirmed and her moans became cries of pleasure as Hana's tongue pleasured her clit. Selma's legs tensed on Hana's shoulders and Hana responded by moving down and quickly thrusting her tongue inside of Selma.

"H.. HANA!" Selma cried out in pleasure as the tongue entered her.

Hana slid her tongue around inside of Selma licking every inch of her. Selma's body lifted forcing Hana's tongue in further as Selma's hands moved down to her breasts gently rubbing herself as she quickly began nearing the threshold. Hana's tongue responded by quickening it's pace. It began licking her faster and probing deeper. Selma's eyes closed as she reached her limit. With a loud cry of ecstasy she orgasmed. Her discharge squirting out onto Hana's tongue. Hana pulled out of her and smiled as Selma lay panting on the chair.

"Are you feeling relaxed now, Mistress Selma?" Hana asked playfully.
"Extremely..." Selma responded exhaling slowly.
"Once you're ready it'll be my turn," Hana said quietly and smiled.

She crawled onto the chair and cuddled Selma. Selma sighed contently and cuddled her back. The two women lay in the chair enjoying each others warmth.

Introduction

So... This is being created mostly for lulz. Essentially this will be like Faces,Strange and Secret but instead gonna have erotic stories dealing with the Fear Mythos. For the most part probably gonna be character ships and less messing with the fears themselves.

I will try to label all stories by fetishes as well as put a disclaimer listing fetishes included in the story. Please pay attention. If you read a story that contains a fetish that disturbs you you will have no one to blame but yourself.

Now without further ado...


Welcome to Bodies, Hot and Sweaty!