This is a preview of a work in progress that I’ve been kicking around for a while. I initially thought of submitting it to Bellesa but it’s getting long enough that I want to publish it on my own. It’s not my usual lesfic, but I hope you enjoy it! Getting the opportunity to work …
This is an audio version of a story you can find here – https://sorcharowan.com/2019/03/29/do-you-think-im-stupid-f-f-bdsm/ . It’s brought to life in audio perfection by Siobhan of the Good Girl Gone Bad Podcast. You can find her on Twitter (https://twitter.com/GGGBPodcast) and her podcast is available here – goodgirlgonebad.podbean.com.
Frottage. Grinding. Dry humping. Feeling a hard heat between your legs, pressing through two layers of fabric. A warm wet slit, petals opening and the barest suggestion of a nub. Soon it’s not so dry as the moisture defies barriers. Heated kisses are exchanged and grasping hands pull off upper layers. Moans and gasps are …
This is an audio version of a story you can find here – https://www.patreon.com/posts/27381448. It’s brought to life in audio perfection by Siobhan of the Good Girl Gone Bad Podcast. You can find her on Twitter (https://twitter.com/GGGBPodcast) and her podcast is available here – goodgirlgonebad.podbean.com.
Bev pulled me up so we can go shower. As she did that warm and impish grin I’d begun to love splits her face. “I’ll wash your back if you like. Hell, I’ll even wash your front.” I chuckled. “You’re going to have to be careful where you touch me for a while I think. …
This is an audio version of a story you can find here – https://www.patreon.com/posts/26331794. It’s brought to life in audio perfection by Siobhan of the Good Girl Gone Bad Podcast. You can find her on Twitter (https://twitter.com/GGGBPodcast) and her podcast is available here – goodgirlgonebad.podbean.com.
Read part four here – https://sorcharowan.com/2019/09/09/ive-never-done-this-before-part-four/ Lips on my shoulder and a soft pair of hands woke me up. I managed to hear my own soft snore before I startled from sleep. “Huh? What?” I blinked down into her eyes. Bev’s eyes. “Ok. So it wasn’t just the best dream ever.” I’d never woken up …
April and I have known each other since before either of us put fingers to keys to write erotica. I love her work and I encourage you all to check it out. She’s one of the few authors I know whose futanari sub-genre fiction works for me. And I think that’s because it’s about building …
I arched my back, squeaking at the sudden stimulation. My ass was so full and my clit well stimulated. “You can start moving a little. I want to feel you fuck me.”
Bev traced a wet line from my calf, to my knee and up the inside of my thigh. It tickled, but at the same time was amazing. I bit my lip and watched her work my body.