Welcome to my supernatural erotica, the darker side of my erotic fiction.
Ghosts, demons and succubae play with humans. Their sexual powers know no limits and their appetites are ravenous.
This one is ideal. She has lived maybe two dozen years, young enough to be innocent of some things, but old enough to have had her desires awakened.
Pretty face framed by long blonde hair. Tall, long legs moving with grace, inviting curves pressing tantalizingly against the material of her clothes, stretching it like the skin of a not quite ripe fruit.
I love hunting in the summer.
My name is Freya although I use others. I was born centuries ago My ancestors populated the earth when men still understood their place amongst demons and spirits. Once in a millennium one of our kind meets a man who is strong enough to endure us. His seed penetrates us and grows, blossoming into one such as me, half human, half succubus.
Penance for past sins is extracted by a beautiful woman in this erotic supernatural story.
I love writing humorous stories about mature women exploring their sexuality. Add in a horny and frustrated demon and who knows what will happen
She is stretched naked across the altar as he approaches.
