Recent content by quillek

Barbara sat back, a small moan releasing in the dim light as one kiss after another was planted down the side of her neck. Her ankles were already sticking out of a pair of pale green stocks. She knew what she was in for but her tickler to be had stopped midway though tying her up for a little...

The is a tentacle tickling story I wrote for a friend, the responses have been positive so I thought I would post it for a larger audience Kira of Apollo It was six months into Kira's first year on the orbiting low gravity station Apollo. The station had been devoted to the agricultural...