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Immerse and indulge yourself in tales of sex and romance, set amid a backdrop of rich historical detail. Mingle with the upper echelons of society at a Venetian masked ball, witness the gluttony and debauchery of ancient Rome, or experience the shocking scandal of a Victorian high-society love affair. This category is exclusively for stories set in a historical time period.

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Revolutionary Love-The Desire to Suckle

Borya, the fearless and determined revolutionary leader, finds his secret desires reawakened.

**It is Europe, 1914, in the time of revolts, clandistine meetings, calls for Revolution. The future Russian Revolutionary leader Borya Petrov leads the way, his life entirely dedicated to the cause, with thoughts of nothing else. Until he met Natasha, who rekindled long buried feelings, secrets and desires, Together they embark on the sexual adventure of a lifetime.** Natasha...Read On

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The Last Consort

Gwion meets the Queen

Every generation looks to the past. Sometimes, it is a look back as far as childhood; when life was simple and others made decisions for you. Elders made sure your needs were met. Still others look back to what seemed to be a Golden Age, when all seemed right with the world. A wise lady summed it up by saying, “People knew their place and they stayed in it.” This story is from so far into...Read On

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Witness Protection, Chapter 3

With the trial over and the criminals in prison, what will happen to Missy now?

"Why don't you take those pajamas off and let me see what I can do make you a little more... um... comfortable?" Missy said, biting her fingernail coquettishly. As I got up out of bed to get undressed, she scooted over for a better look. Seeing her keen interest in watching me get undressed, I decided to build the suspense and make a little show of it. I slowly lowered my pajamas watching...Read On

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Witness Protection, Chapter 2

After receiving some frightening news, she needed to take her mind off things...

The days began to blend together and Missy and I established a workable and comfortable routine. She really was enjoyable company, not at all like the horror stories I had heard from others who had done similar work. In fact, it got to where we were almost like a married couple, we could anticipate what the other one was thinking or wanting without being told. I was thinking that if this...Read On

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Witness Protection, Chapter 1

A new Detective tasked with babysitting a witness finds there's more to the job than he thought!

It was a hot, sticky tenth of July back in '65. I remember the day because I had just made Detective about a month prior and this was my first big case. I say my first big case but in reality, I was just one of many people working on it. We had been trying to crack this big drug ring that had been plaguing the city of Chicago for several years. We knew they were operating in the city and...Read On

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Chicago '42: Part Two

Detective Bradley falls for a gorgeous wealthy woman who is being blackmailed.

The Heiress The well dressed woman sat across the desk from Detective Cliff Bradley. "I could use a name," Cliff said. "I don't know his name," the voluptuous woman curtly replied.  "I mean yours, not the blackmailer." "I'd rather not say until you've heard my story." "Okay, I'm all ears." "Well Mr. Bradley," she began. "It's Cliff, doll." "Yes, Cliff, she continued. "I met a man."...Read On

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Chicago '42: Part One

A sequel to private investigator, Cliff Bradley's, "The Fatal Lie"

The Alderman Cliff Bradley was one bullet short of making the Chicago Daily News obits in the summer of 1930. He had gotten tangled up with the mob who got itchy about a bundle of misplaced cash. They wanted it back. It turned out that 10K had been stolen by a teen-age hooker who considered it a tip. Unfortunately, the Chicago outfit didn't see it that way. They terminated both...Read On

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Grecian Baths

A summer daydream of a bath with a god.

There were once beautiful baths that existed in this world. Back when sexuality wasn’t hidden like a disease and the true beauty of the naked form and nature was something to be preserved instead of graffitied upon or covered. It lay next to the modern-day bath, a community swimming pool. It's mildly populated this afternoon. Couples, young and old, children splashing about, elders...Read On

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The Real Legend of Sleepy Hollow: Part 3

Baltus breaks in the new servant girl.

While Katrina was occupied with Ichabod, Baltus retired to his study. He rang the servants bell and, moments later Anne, the new scullery maid entered. "You rang, Sir?" Baltus looked up and smiled. His daughter knew just what would please her Papa. The girl was young, pretty, and very busty. "You must be the new girl. What's your name, my dear?" "Anne, Sir." "How old are you, Anne?"...Read On

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The Real Legend of Sleepy Hollow: Part 2

Ichabod takes control over the wily Katrina

"Katrina, Brom, I'd like you to meet Ichabod Crane," Baltus said.   "At your service, my lady," said the tall, almost gaunt looking gentleman, as he took her hand in his and kissed it. The feeling of his lips on her was almost electric. Katrina lowered her eyes, demurely, her gaze settling on the rather large bulge in the stranger's britches. 'I wonder just how large he really is?'...Read On

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The Grimoire - Part 7 Catherine the Great

Before she was Catherine, she was Sophie; an inexperienced woman with much to learn.

After our trip to see Bertie (Henry VII), Agnes and I took a break. I wouldn’t go so far as to say that we had limits on our sexual escapades, but we probably didn’t have Bertie’s zeal for sex twenty-four hours a day. That man’s sexual appetites were inexhaustible. Agnes and I regained our happy domesticity and spent blissful days in each other’s company. I spent some time at my computer...Read On

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The Real Legend of Sleepy Hollow: Part 1

The lurid truth behind the famous book

Most of you, I'm sure are familiar with Washington Irving's classic tale of the Headless Horseman, but are you aware of Mr. Irving's dark side. Like many authors, the public personna is way different from the private. Recently, I had the privilege of viewing his personal papers and I came across the unpublished version of his best known work.  It centered around the sixteen year old,...Read On

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The Masque of the Red Devil

‘The castle has always been an imposing place,’ Catrin thought with a shiver as she climbed the steep hill, the chainmail of the armed guards clinking on either side of her, emphasising her plight. As she approached the impressive façade, to allay her fears, she recollected how the stout gates used to be opened wide to the village on the feast days such as Christmas and Easter. All the...Read On

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A Royal Affair

2268 B.C., Middle Kingdom, Egypt. A slave and his royal lover - masked in gold.

I consider myself a lucky man, as lucky as one can be who doesn’t own their freedom. There are numerous tasks for a slave, and my job isn’t among the best - I build. But I am young and it makes me strong. I reside in one of the more respected areas of the kingdom, and as such, I have my own sleeping quarters. I, and the other men who live in this corridor, are treated well with food...Read On

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The Laundry

A young woman is sold by the nuns to a rich widow who uses her as her personal plaything

It was a soft morning. The sky was grey and the mist of drizzle hung around like a swarm of midges. The scrape of the windscreen wipers was the only sound as the car made its way across the county Galway countryside. Finally, the car turned into the drive of the crumbling convent, past the weather-beaten sign declaring it “Sister Mary Magdalene’s Home for Fallen Women” and as Eilish...Read On

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The Highwayman. Chapter two

Jane get her first taste of adventure

Davey sat astride his horse in the trees, fifty paces from the rendezvous spot he had agreed to meet Lady Jane, and slowly shook his head at what he saw. Silhouetted in the moonlight, his new accomplice sat astride her mount. Not the white mare she had been riding on their first encounter, but a black stallion. “My lady has much to learn; if she intends to survive long. Silhouetted as you...Read On

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The Grimoire - Part 3 Marie Alexandra Victoria

Following The Grimoire Part 2, John goes to Romania to meet Queen Marie

Returning home from Egypt and a long week with Cleopatra, Agnes and I did very little but sleep for two days. I had lingering dreams of the Queen of the Nile. Visions of her beautiful naked body haunted my sleep. My mind kept replaying videos of Agnes and Cleo wrapped together moaning as their tongues brought one orgasm after another. The constant dreams kept me in an almost continuous state...Read On

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The Highwayman

Lady Jane's new life begins...

Davey pulled his cloak tighter around himself, feeling the bitter north wind cutting its path across the high moor. Autumn leaves blowing in angry circles about his horses' feet, causing the big chestnut to stamp its feet nervously. He leant down and patted the strong neck of his trusty mount. “Hush boy, not long now. I'll soon have us galloping through the night.” He knew the Falmouth...Read On

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Foreboding and Solace

In a city under siege, two soldiers find solace

I remember that the sky was grey and leaden. The clouds were almost impenetrable, and they cast everything into an early, foreboding twilight. It was a heavy feeling, an oppressive weight settled about your shoulders. The sky pressing down, the walls closing in. I am not normally a claustrophobic person but even during my watch on the north-western tower I felt strangely trapped, more like I...Read On

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The Chronicles of Theia: The Choosing

Her family in peril, Theia will risk her freedom to achieve her dream.

Theia was at peace as she knelt on the cobbled stone floor of her father’s home. Her gaze drifted without conscious direction, following her flickering shadow as it elongated toward the wall of the tiny abode. Without the slightest tremble, she held her hands together, raising them in offer of servitude to the old man standing before her. Her mother, wracked with sorrow, sobbed and pleaded...Read On

Gone to Texas Chapter 2

The war widows were desperate for the touch of a man's demanding needs and they felt no guilt at all

Caleb dunked his butt in the mountain spring coolness of the fast running stream and smiled as he pondered the infinite delight of the widow lady Eliza humping her way silently to an explosion of female juices and whispered naughty words that helped him to drain a little bit faster. She was really a contradiction of impressions because he had figured her bible-carrying ways and demure style...Read On

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The Standoff: Miss Tiffany, Saloon Owner – Joe O’Riley, Sheriff

Sheriff, I need your stick to stir my honeypot.

The year was 1882; the west had started to settle down and many of the old wild, rough and tough towns were no longer that way. Such was the small cow town of Apache Creek, AZ; at one time it was famous for being one of the roughest towns to drive cattle through. A town that use to be run by crooked Sheriff Williams, who looked the other way when cattle were rustled or a cattleman was robbed....Read On

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The Forbidden Tablets

A young princess gets to proclaim a traitor’s punishment.

In ancient Arabia, intrigue and betrayal in a tribe ruled by women leads to a severe, but very erotic, punishment. Author’s note: The Thamud were a real tribe in Ancient Arabia. No one knows why they disappeared around the time of the rise of Islam. Some say it was because they were Matriarchal in an ever more Patriarchal society. Oral tradition says they were wiped out by the lava flow...Read On

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Earthly Bounties

The Reverend Tobias Whitmore was perplexed. Not that this was a particularly unusual state of affairs for him, he mused, as his relatively short life seemed to be lived in a condition of relative confusion. As the third son of a minor branch of a noble family with pretensions to faded gentility, he was always destined for the church from birth. This had nothing to do with his character,...Read On

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An Heir at any cost

My husband was in the trenches, but the family needed a son

I gave Donald a last hug and stepped back to admire him in his new uniform. He had been promoted to Lieutenant Colonel just before coming on leave. I hoped this would keep him out of the ghastly trenches, but he always maintained that an officer’s place was with his men. I worried about if he would return, this war was so brutal. Donald had retired his valet when he went to the front line;...Read On

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Mrs Succubus - A Halloween Story

The story behind Barkly Mansion parties is finally revealed.

This is a very mild story with very little explicit sex... but it is very magical. It has Leprechauns, Succubi, and a interesting trip through my very weird imagination. I thought this was going to be my Celtic Halloween story since the pixies gave me this one. Because of the pixie’s actions, I can’t really say that I created this one. I lived it through in my mind and am telling you what...Read On

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Paris Palimpsest

Masterpieces fade away, quick as free ink flows

All tales of her innocence are lies. I swear and always will, that all of it was her fault! Hers, and her idiot father's. Truly, he was the fool who left her too long alone, with too many books. It was too much to bear for the fragile sense of a proper demoiselle. The poor thing started to believe in all this modern foolishness about new morals, education and progress... She filled her...Read On

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The Opening Door

There was a jangling of the bell as they walked into the bookshop. Godfrey gallantly stood back to allow Eugenia through the doorway as he took off his hat. He then followed her to greet the shopkeeper who was seated at his desk. The white-haired, portly, bespectacled Mr Johnson rose to shake Godfrey’s hand warmly and gave a slightly more muted, old-fashioned bow towards Eugenia, as was...Read On

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Passion And Death In Renaissance Ferrara

I groaned.  Jesus, I felt awful.  Mother of God, I had the hangover of all hangovers. Gingerly I opened my eyes, and promptly shut them again. Even with the curtains shut the light seared the backs of my eyeballs. I groaned again, and prayed for death; anything to take away the pounding in my head which felt as if a herd of elephants were on the rampage. Later, minutes or hours I...Read On

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The Pleasure Slave

A young girl's first night as a Roman pleasure slave

It was the third year in the reign of Emperor Nero, and the girl, Julia, stood with around twenty other girls, and about twelve male youths, waiting for the Priestess. She looked around her at the ornate columns and murals of the inner sanctum of the Temple of Diana. This was her first night where she would walk out into the fabled Groves of Daphne, as a Daphne girl. People from all the...Read On