The red Honda Civic rental car came to a halt in the dirt driveway. A small figure exited the vehicle, and sighed as she looked at where she would now be living. This was her first time seeing the ranch style house in person. It looked just like the photo the real estate agent showed her, and she was grateful for that. Weeks ago she had made the arrangements...
This is thus far my first and only erotic tale. I want to continue this but that may or may not happened depending on feedback and time/creativity! Enjoy! Pt. 1 - The Preparation ---------------------------------------------- The massive cathedral stood tall and proud, a seemingly ancient and holy building to anyone who took a glimpse, not a frequent occa...
Dubbed, "Shirley Muldowney, Jr" by her racing peers, Daria was making quite a name for herself as the only woman on the male-dominated NASCAR circuit. When a race started, rather than dropping to the inside of the track on a corner, like other drivers, Daria chose the center line and dropped the pedal to the floor. While exceedingly unorthodox, it usually...
Scotland: 1557 Rain was falling as Lise slipped quietly into the grounds of the monastery where her mistress Margarete awaited her. She was cold, wet, exhausted and saddle sore, but she was grateful for the rain. It would increase her chances of remaining unseen. Three days remained until the marriage of Margarete to the Lord Colin MacLean, and the bridal...
The hallway was cold and drafty. Silently I stood outside the oak-panelled door, softly kicking my heels against the wall. I had endured the first half hour of my wait with a growing apprehension and now, chilled and weary, I could feel the fear gripping me, wrapping itself around my shoulders like a dark December night. 'Come!' summoned the voice within....
They finished cleaning out a room for Moira after a week. They slowed the task as much as they could, not wanting to give up the secret pleasures they had at night, but there was only so much that Sister Seetha and Sister Moira could do, and when the task was finally done, they moved Moira's bed into her new room. They had planned out how they would get aw...
*** An excerpt from SOUP Wars *** She ran from her family and rode for two hundred and fifty miles. Her souped-up vintage and yellow Harley with a hybrid-electric adaptor and a full tank of high-octane liquid biomass could’ve made it past the United States border with the greatest of ease. Candi didn’t check her fuel gauge before her escape from the hell th...
Here is my entry in the Valentines Day Contest. This is a story of fictional characters all of whom are over the age of 18 years of age. I do not give up my rights to this work by placing it on a public platform. I would like to extend my thanks to Kate who took the time to edit this work. As this is a contest entry please rate it and I do need your feedback...
It was 5:30 PM in the cinder-blocked ante-room to the Fertility Experiment. My secretary Sherry and I were giggling. "Dr Barton, I never expected," Sherry laughed, "when I took a job in a hospital to find myself bare assed, bumping butts with my boss, bent over being poked and prodded by Nurse Wretched, that bitch on duty." I whispered my reply, "Oh, I'm su...
Shelly knocked timidly on the office door and stepped back to wait. She was obviously nervous, and she fidgeted with the assortment of things she had placed in her oversized winter coat pockets. The coat was really too large—she was lost in the folds; it made her slight frame look twice its size. Shelly's huge backpack did little to help the coat do her body...