All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. ****** The fields overlooking our tiny greens farm were blooming. The rhubarb leaves were flowering open, the lettuce was rising, and the carrots were starting to peek through. The peace in the early morning light was nearly overwh...
All characters are 18 and over. They drink a lot, so they might also be British. I also wrote it high as fuck, so drop a line if you think I should do that more often. Work with me, people! ***** 1 The night city rolled by in glares and blurs. Golds and blues, and golds and blues. Streaking streetlight against the darkest of the small hours. That pleasant...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. * Have you ever felt the tiny goosebumps along your skin before that eerie feeling comes over you? It's like a slow motion reaction. The goosebumps come, and you notice them. Then you feel the cold chill and for a moment, everything is quiet. It's like the calm before the storm.....
Driving home from the mall I got to thinking about what I had done in less than a week: I'd had sex with three guys, including my best friend, a total stranger and my girlfriend's father, and one woman, my girlfriend's mother. It seemed like the only person I hadn't had sex with recently was my girlfriend. I hadn't seen much of Jenny in the last two or thre...
There was no question that the handsome young man was Navy. He was standing across the cafeteria table from me decked out in pristine Navy enlisted whites from the circular cap down to his broad chest of white tunic with navy-blue turtleneck underneath and blue string tie to his slim waist wrapped in a thick white web belt and polished brass buckle, and on d...
I can't thank you all enough for your kind comments. I find them extremely encouraging as I continue to write. Please feel free to email me anytime. ***** By Thursday the city had descended into a strange, bitter cold, which I believed optimistically to be winter's final death rattle before yielding to spring. The radiated heat inside Mikey's apartment was...
'Word' / words enclosed by apostrophes = thoughts "Word"/ words enclosed by quotation marks = spoken words *** 'She said to meet her down here..,' I think to myself in the summer heat as the parade starts trickling down Christopher street. It's the pride parade; my girlfriend is bi so she dances on a float every year. No problem with that, she is who she...
Hi guys! A bit of a shorter chapter this time, but it's kind of intense, so I hope that makes up for it. No sex again—sorry about that. I hope you're enjoying the story nevertheless! As a side note, I realized I tend to write Thanksgiving into my stories a lot, which is ironic since I'm not really big on celebrating it in real life. LOL. As always, I...
Ebisu Hoseida, owner of all of the cotton mills within sight of Musashino Mountain, sighed as he wiggled his hips into the pillows and held his young consort's silken black-haired head in his lap. Toshiro was working vigorously on trying to bring Ebisu's cock alive, but it was slow going. Ebisu cursed his luck. Forty years building his fortune and begetting...
For all those who have commented on the earlier experimental chapter – thanks! And don't worry, this is the last chapter. Ethan's phone buzzed on silent. He knew without looking at the screen who the caller was. Mary had had been trying him every hour for the past day attempting to get in touch with him. "You need to talk with her, Ethan." Afton said...