Marie Ross
Bio
Marie Ross is a new author just starting out, living in Washington.
Stories (60/0)
Her Dragon Slyer
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. Mallick sat at the battered table listening to his troops prepare for battle, writing a letter. He had come to this valley fifty years before, banished by his bitch of a mother. Closing his eyes, he could still see that day clearly. His mother sitting on her throne like the regal leader that she was, lording it over him and the fairy court as they made their decision of what to do with him. Finally, someone whispered in her ear, the verdict had been passed. Banishment beyond the vail no goodbyes and no chance to gather any of his belongings. With the decision made his mother had stared at him with ice in her eyes and snapping her fingers he was transported to the mortal realm in a blink. Sighing he signed the letter he quickly rolled it up and sealed it with a glob of red wax which he pressed his dragon signet ring into the warm wax. Rising he handed it and a square flattish box to the man standing silently by the table.
By Marie Ross2 years ago in Fiction
Her Dragon Slayer
Part One There weren’t always dragons in the valley, but shortly after they came, he arrived. Mallick was the bastard son of the fairy queen that had been sent into exile. He had arrived in their valley with nothing but the clothes on his back, the first dragon he slayed had earned him what was left of the village and ten chests of gold and jewels. He had taken that treasure and built a stone fortress into to the mountain, and that was where everyone went when they needed help, or protection from the dragons.
By Marie Ross2 years ago in Filthy
Used
Used Dara entered the house after a long day of dealing with parents, and all she wanted was a glass of wine and her Daddy. When she found the note on the table, she learned he had other plans. His instructions were to go get undressed and meet him naked on the patio. Smiling she picked up the single Calli lily that he had placed beside the note and carried it with her upstairs. Walking directly into the closet Dara stripped out of her clothes, then walked naked into the bathroom. She touched up her makeup, and just because she took her hair out of the updo that she had worn that day and brushed it out to put it into pigtails with a naughty smile, she blew a kiss to the mirror and sauntered out of the bathroom leaving the flower in a bud vase on her vanity.
By Marie Ross2 years ago in Filthy
Ella's Adventures
Day Four Ella woke slowly as kisses were rained over her body, and morning stubble tickled goose bumps to raise. She moaned and gasped as her body began to burn with desire, she ran her hands up Daddy’s back gripping his hair to hold him at her tits then yelps when he bit down hard. Her hold on him loosened allowing him to move up to her throat. he kissed along her jaw, then bit down on her throat as he thrust his thick hard cock deep into her. Ella Screamed in pleasure digging her nails into Daddy’s back as he fucked her slow and hard, making her cum three times before he emptied his seed deep inside her pulsing core.
By Marie Ross2 years ago in Filthy
Ella's Adventures
Night Three Ella gasped when they walked into the ballroom. It looked absolutely magical. There were twinkle lights everywhere, with tall stands of massive bouquets of white and green flowers. The twelve tables scattered in between were covers in black cloths. She watched as Daddy handed the person at the entrance table a cream invitation.
By Marie Ross2 years ago in Filthy
Ella's Adventures
Day Three Daddy woke slowly, turning his head to see what time it was. It was eight AM, what time had they finally fallen asleep? Was it four? Or five? He never did sleep much, but still, after the events of the night he thought he would have slept a bit longer. Moving slowly, Daddy rose form the bed, and settled into the chair to watch her sleep a bit longer. Reaching down for his pants Daddy pulled out his phone, sending off a text he settled back again, and waited.
By Marie Ross2 years ago in Filthy
Ella's Adventures
Night Two Ella rolled over to turn off her alarm when it sounded. Stretching her sore over used muscles smiling as the memories of the night before came back. Climbing out of the bed with a long deep sigh Ella walked to the bathroom to get ready for the night. She showered slowly, rubbing the bodywash over her skin, kneading and playing with her tits pinching her nipples to make herself gasp. Sliding slowly down her middle, curving over her hips to massage the suds into her still tender ass. Sliding her hands back to the front she fingered her pussy, working the slippery folds until she came soft and slow. Gasping she finished washing and stepped out of the shower. Letting her skin air dry Ella pinned her hair up and did her makeup before lathering her body in scented cream.
By Marie Ross2 years ago in Filthy
Ella's Adventures
Night one Ella stared out of the windows of her room at the flamingo hotel in Vegas. It hadn’t been a long trip, but it had been an early one. It was only ten in the morning, and all she wanted to do was sleep to get rid of this weight she had been carrying with her. Sighing a heavy sigh, she shut the curtains to the bustling strip below. Setting her phone alarm for early evening, she striped off her clothes and crawled into the king-sized bed, falling into a blissful sleep.
By Marie Ross2 years ago in Filthy
The Party
The Party Dara sighed as she slipped of her blazer, hanging it on the back of her chair before sitting down. Her meetings were done for the day so she could close herself in her office and work without being disturbed. Her and Daddy where going out tonight, and he said that the outfit that he had chosen meant no bra lines, so he had instructed her not to wear a bra to work today. She had felt naughty all day, and a little uncomfortable. She had had meetings scheduled all day, so she had kept her blazer on. Now she had two hours left of her day, and the excitement of the night to come was getting the better of her mind.
By Marie Ross2 years ago in Filthy