When a mysterious longship arrives in the mist the last thing the big boned Asa expects is to be whisked away as a bride for the Viking Lord Styr. She finds herself given a strange elixir by an old crone that causes her breasts to swell and begin to lactate.  Styr wishes more than just to breed her but to use her milk to make his berserkers strong. Can she satisfy the dark Styr with enough milk for all of the berserkers? Warning! This 4000 word erotic story features a strong Viking chief with a lust for battle only matched by his lust for women and their milk, explicit sex, titty fucking, facial and internal breeding finishes, breeding, and a BBW with swollen, milk engorged breasts eager to be suckled by Vikings! A little taste to make you hungry for more... Styr woke her in the middle of the night. A dim hooded lantern shed a sliver of light. She could feel his hand on her breasts as he squeezed and kneaded it softly. She smiled to herself and let him feel her. She enjoyed it. “Styr, it is not our wedding night.” Asa said coyly. “Is there not things that a wife to be can not do for her husband to be?” Asa looked up at the large man and nodded with a smile. She felt the effects of the herbal mead and had a very distinct urge to please Styr. Her breasts were swollen and large, she knew now that they were larger, fuller, and riper than before. She couldn’t wait to feel Styr suck on her tender nipples. She slid back her tunic and bared her large, ripe, breasts to him. Styr’s eyes lit up as he knelt down next to her. His large hands cradled and squeezed her milky white breasts. She leaned back and let him hover over her. Their eyes locked as he squeezed and kneaded the rich flesh. He slid himself lower and she couldn’t wait. His tongue slid along her chest and down her breasts until it settled on her wide tender nipples. A sensation like she never experienced burst from her breasts and she moaned into the darkness. Styr took the entire nipple into her mouth. The sensation was almost orgasmic. Asa knew she had never felt anything like this, not in her wildest dreams. What was in the crones elixir? Styr squeezed and grasped, rubbing his tongue along her nipples. He sucked lightly before drawing the entire nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. Asa moaned loudly, the sensation was amazing. Every touch and tingle of his tongue made her ache for more. Her breasts were warm, lush, ripe, and only seemed to get relief when he sucked on her nipples. “Suck my nipples Styr, suck them!” Asa moaned. She clutched her breasts in her hands steering them into his mouth. Styr eagerly buried her nipples in his mouth and rolled and sucked them. The lapping noises he made reminded her of an eager animal. She leaned her head back and kneaded her breasts. Styr rolled back onto his haunches. She could see a trail of white milk running down his black beard. She was stunned, her eyes darted to her breasts, there was milk running out of her nipples. She was so horny, so eager to feel him, she loved every moment of it and wanted more.

On a late-night walk home, Mia takes a shortcut through the old cemetery. Sure, it kind of gives her the creeps, but the little jolt of adrenaline really gets her blood pumping. As she's walking through the tombstones in the moonlight, Mia crosses paths with a dangerously sexy man, and he's got some of friends with him. She can't help but notice that they're all young, gorgeous, and pale... With shockingly sharp teeth flashing behind their lusty grins. Can Mia handle a gang of four horny vampires, and let them take her for a fang-tastic ride? WARNING! This 5600 word erotic story contains: four dangerously sexy vampires, a girl bent over a tombstone, biting, oral sex, anal sex, menage/train/group sex, intense double penetration, and maybe even a little hand holding. Here's a little taste: I writhed on the headstone as the four vampires worked me into a frenzy. The long haired vampire’s tongue was moving in and out of me quickly, hitting me right there with perfect precision. Drake’s mouth was still at my neck, licking, sucking and sending chills up and down my spine. The other two were groping my breasts, rolling and pulling and teasing my nipples with strong, nimble fingers. My pulse quickened and my scalp prickled. I could feel every nerve ending in my body hum and tingle, and I knew that I was getting close to the edge...

Ambitious but innocent Jessica Landry is desperate to move on from being just an intern. She wants  a taste of real success! When her sexy and wildly successful boss learns that she's a virgin, he offers her a way to make all of her dreams come true... But the price is steeper than she ever imagined. Does Jessica have it in her to exchange her virginity to advance her career in a secret society's gangbang ritual? WARNING! This 6400 word erotic story contains: one virgin, a coven of powerful men and women, sex rituals, public masturbation, bondage, restraints, a virgin chained to an X frame, deflowering, rough sex, oral sex, a demonic force, and nine explosive orgasms that will leave you quivering and begging for more... AN EXCERPT: "My brothers and sisters," He began, his deep voice filling the grand parlor. "I present to you, our fair maiden. Tonight, we offer her, body and soul, to the Ancient One. Her purity will be exchanged for our continued wealth, success, power." I looked at the black robed figures from under the hood of my heavy cloak. Their faces were obscured by their own dark hoods, but I could tell that all of their gazes were fixed on the platform, fixed on me. "We will violate this virgin, taking nine orgasms from her for the Ancient One. And in return, we will be blessed with ninety days of the Ancient One’s glorious gifts." The leader continued, his hand tightening around my wrist. The fear began to creep over me again. A voice my head was screaming that this was wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong. But I ignored it. I was doing this. There was absolutely no turning back. "Brothers. Sisters. Let us begin." He said. "Ancient One, we do this in your name." "In your name!" The hooded figures replied, their collective voices strong, bouncing off of the stone walls. The flames of the candles flickered, casting golden shadows. The leader moved, stood in front of me. His hands went to the ties at my neck and unfastened them. With a flourish, he pulled the robe from me. I gasped as the robe fell to the floor and the chill of the room washed over my naked body...