One Upsmanship

*** All characters are 18 or over. *** Heavy is the head that wears the crown. Grand Admiral Lanro was learning this into his sixth month as interim governor of the Orc home world. Things had been relatively quiet and peaceful. He wondered if there was going to be a plan to hand down control of the planet any time soon. Those decisions were not in his control. He was beginning to worry that this post was a life long position. "Paladin Clare." He groaned as he sat upon the throne of bones and waited for his briefing. "I trust you are-" He paused for a moment. "Paladin Clare, why are you not in uniform?" "Sir, this is the outfit befitting my station." She said. She was wearing ornamental armor and furs across her body. It looked strange on her. It framed her womanly quality's instead of hiding them like her regulation suit. He lingered a bit longer than he should at her newly exposed waist and shoulders. "I asked high command, and was g

Hello Reader. Here is chapter 2! I would also like to apologize for not remembering to credit her in the first chapter, but the idea for my story came from Heather26's story "A Holstaur Came to Stay". I thought that was a great read, and if you like this or my last chapter, please give it a look! Once again, I am the sole writer and editor so some grammatical errors are bound to happen, and all characters are over 18. * * * * * After Pam had "milked" Tim, they both had a shower, got dressed and headed out to get clothes. They got in Tim's car to head to the mall in town. As they pulled out of the driveway, Pam turned to Tim. "Ummm, Tim..." she began, as she looked to him. He glanced over, wondering what was troubling her. "Yes Pam?" He asked "Could we listen to the radio please?" She asked as she nervously twirled a finger through her hair. "I listened to it for the first time when Dorothy drove me here, and I-I really li

This is a fantasy I would like to see happen with my wife. She is half Asian, around 5'4", long black hair, hourglass figure with full 32D breasts. Her name is Ann. I have always wanted to see her make-out with a gorgeous woman. I wrote this as if I were telling her my fantasy. Here is my fantasy of her: _______________ On my birthday you decided that was doable and arranged for us to have the entire weekend to ourselves in Tampa. You took us to a nice dinner and then to a strip club downtown. After a few minutes of watching different dancers we both settled on a busty blonde girl named Jean. She was probably about 5'6" with a nice round ass, not too big but not small, enough to jiggle and get a good handful, shoulder length blond hair, & an amazing pair of DD tits. She was wearing a black lace pushup bra with matching lacy panties all while dancing on 7" red bottomed stilettos. You asked her to come give me a lap dance. As she sat on my lap and asked what

Chapter 51 -- The Bow * * * * * Serana and I agreed that there was no time to lose. We had our next objective, Darkfall Cave. I consulted my map and tried to remember what I'd seen from the Scroll. "There, to the west. I know there's an Orc stronghold in the region. We'll have to skirt that and find the entrance." "Should we just head straight there?" I checked our supplies on the back of our horses. "I'm sure we have enough food to last a couple more days. But the sooner we solve this issue, the better. We've managed to remain a step ahead of your father so far, but our luck will run out eventually if we keep pushing it." Having spent an entire day relaxing with each other, we set off sharing a good mood, though I'm sure it disappeared once we were an hour into our ride and the weather closed in. The rain was little more than drizzle, but the wind was howling and it just turned into a grey, miserable day. We made good progress bu

Editor's Note: I was recently inspired by an excellent writer NEFARIUM. They only have 10 works published here, but they are all well done. We want Morra Please! Summer time and the living is easy! I was having an easy summer, taking one course in geriatric sexuality, which was only offered once every two years. In addition I had started an intensive Spanish class with a tutor that Sue Rodriguez had recommended. I was to call her Senora Madrid, but her friends called her Coco. She met me on a Sunday afternoon, in her small apartment not too far from the U. Her cat Felix liked me, so I cuddled with her a bit, and that was the key to gaining Senora's trust and friendship. "I don't know what kind of student you are Shylo, but I usually start out by having my students learn 100 basic words, mostly nouns, but some verbs too, then we have an hour session, in which I teach you about grammar, and sentence structure, then 100 more words, and another lesson were we will start