Posted by admin on Aug 26th, 2010 in Erotic Serial Stories, Witch Stories | 2 comments
It was all coming back to her in drowning waves of pain. Memory after memory flooded her senses and overcame her. Rick had courted her with such love and adoration. He had been affectionate, attentive and so giving before their marriage. She closed her eyes as the sadness of the memories grew to overwhelming tides that rose up in a blazing trail of rage.
Her eyes flew open and Rick inhaled sharply as they turned from sparkling amber to opaque flames. “I’ve changed,” he began in reason, but she cut him off by flinging him through the room with a wave of her hand and he landed forcibly against...
Posted by admin on Aug 20th, 2010 in Erotic Serial Stories, Witch Stories | 3 comments
Miles wanted to do something especially nice for Rowena’s big day. He had made several trips throughout the country searching for the perfect gift. He entered the courtyard of a temple where there were several robust and randy young men aligned for viewing. The auction was to take place within the hour and one was expected to examine the merchandise prior to purchasing. He walked among the skews of the ungifted slaves and drew up close to a tall, well-muscled man with golden skin and hair. His eyes were dark and contrasted uniquely with his fair hair. He raised the man’s skirts to ensure his...
Posted by admin on Aug 14th, 2010 in Erotic Serial Stories, Witch Stories | 2 comments
He came to her at night. He was as intangible as a dream and gone by her waking. She waited anxiously for the sun to bury its head behind the earth so darkness would consume the sky. Her body beckoned to him. Her nipples were tight and ached for him. Moisture began to accumulate between her legs and it dampened the silky fabric that covered her mound. A heated fever uncoiled within her and spiraled through her body, leaving heated impressions of urgent need. She squeezed her upper thighs together and felt the tightening of her clit as the movement gently pinched her.
The air hung thick with heat in...
Posted by admin on Aug 8th, 2010 in Erotic Serial Stories, Witch Stories | 2 comments
by Tawny Maine
Rick wanted revenge. He once had a quiet life with an on-the-spot-wife who asked, “How high?” when he said jump. Now he found that he drank himself to oblivion with night after night filled with lonely emptiness. It was that damned witch, Zara. She had done this! One night he was at home with his mouse of a wife, Neena, trying her hardest to convince him that their sex needed more passion and feeling. She had held out a book for him to view the silly evidence and then smiled shyly.
“See here Rick, it says we should explore each other and take things slowly.”
He was quite happy...
Posted by admin on Aug 2nd, 2010 in Erotic Serial Stories, Witch Stories | 2 comments
I am Neena. I came to Zara for advice regarding my husband, a useless piece of flesh that doesn’t even merit naming, during a desperate time of need. I existed in a marriage of sex deprivation and mental constipation. I was unloved, unappreciated, and unconfident. After one deliriously exquisite encounter with Zara, my life changed in every way.
She taught me how to feel desirable, how to open myself up to sexuality without self-doubt or inhibitions. Under the spell of the full moon, she taught me more than she expected – she imparted gifts of herself to me. Now I am empowered with abilities...