Amora Jones
Bio
Hello, my name is Amora Jones. I'm an erotica writer who loves leather jackets, ropes, and fairytales. At night when I'm alone, I write steamy kinky sex scenes.
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Stories (56/0)
Cinderella Part 3
On the night of the ball, Avery watched me walk down the steps, clad in a red dress more beautiful and scandalous than any gown I had ever seen. The jewel-encrusted neckline plunged to between my breasts, showing off more cleavage than I had ever shown off in public. The floor-length skirt flowed about when I walked, the sheer fabric revealing the silhouettes of my legs. "I don't know about this."
By Amora Jones4 years ago in Filthy
Cinderella Part Two
Avery took me to his home, a castle in the forest, far away from the human world. I was surprised to see it so comfortable and warm. Immediately I looked at all the floors I would be cleaning for the next two weeks and felt tired just looking around. His home was so much bigger than my old home. Was it even possible for one person to clean everything?
By Amora Jones4 years ago in Filthy
Sleeping Beauty Part 4
As Briar Rose and Brendan slept, Carabosse appeared in the room. She smiled as she looked down at her sleeping daughter. "It's a pity your father squandered his years with you in his obsession to beat me," she said. "When you wake in 100 years, I'll explain everything to you, my dear child."
By Amora Jones4 years ago in Filthy
Sleeping Beauty Part 1
Once upon a time, there was a royal couple who had everything they wanted. Except a child. They tried for years but with no success. They had almost given up all hope of ever having a child until one night they had a visitor in the form of a beautiful woman who was traveling alone. She stopped at the palace for food and shelter.
By Amora Jones4 years ago in Filthy
Snow White Part 4
When the brothers came home to find Snow White passed out on the ground, an apple in her hand, they rushed to her side. "Snow White," Luke said, shaking her. She wouldn't move. He took the apple and sniffed it. It smelled like a regular apple. But it must have been poisoned somehow. He dropped it to the ground.
By Amora Jones4 years ago in Filthy
Snow White: Part 3
Snow White ran in the woods as fast as she can before finally stopping to take a breath. She was naked and the cold air was making her shiver. Her long black curls were tangled with twigs and leaves and she was getting hungry. She would have to find food and shelter soon before dark.
By Amora Jones4 years ago in Filthy
Snow White Part 1
Once upon a time, there was a princess named Snow White. She was kept in captivity by her stepmother, the Evil Queen, for years. The Evil Queen felt threatened by Snow White's beauty. And she was beautiful. Her black curls cascaded down her back and her face was pale but with bright red, inviting lips. Her tattered clothes couldn't hide her soft, sweet curves.
By Amora Jones4 years ago in Filthy