This can be read and enjoyed as a stand-alone story, but deeper character depth and the effects of the plots, rivalries, twists and turns of the Subcontinent Railway Sex Club will be found by reading the Indian Sex Club Story series. *** With the premises at Northcote for the club progressing slowly I had time on my hands which I had used well. I had set u...
Author's Note: Hey everyone! This here is my first submission to the site in a while and I hope everyone likes it. Fair warning though, this involves some recreational drug use, the use of a homophobic slur said in anger and some obscure references. If you're into stories just for sex, this might not be for you. It doesn't start until after quite a bit of ta...
Author's Note: Well, last year I did a Remembrance Day story, this year I'm paying tribute to the American side of my lineage with a Veterans Day story. It's long and the sex doesn't get started for a while but when it does, well, it lasts for a while. Big thanks go out to the super helpful editor who fixed my grammar and punctuation. Any errors in research...
The alarm clock's music filled the room at 4am and Liz reached over to shut it off. She was tired. As the years passed she grew more and more tired. She was 52 years old, a little heavier, a little softer, a little more mellow...and yes, a little more tired. She stood, tugging at the sheets and quilt as she made the bed. She would strip them this weekend and...
Author's note: This story, although it may function serviceably as a standalone, will be much better if you have the time to read the first chapter beforehand. Either way, I hope you all enjoy it. Thanks to all those who gave their support with Chapter 1. ***** I was awoken by a sunbeam burning its way like a laser through a crack in the curtains as it s...
Siobhan has agreed to go out with Lisa for dinner with her friend, Diane who has recently come out as gay. Lisa however feels as if the date is a step too far, especially when she stays overnight at Siobhan's place and then she makes a surprise discovery. The date night drew nearer and with every day, Lisa felt as if she was being pulled by invisible string...
Chapter 3: Tiffany's Ride Hello and welcome to my readers, my thanks to you for your votes, personal comments and e-mails on my previous stories. You may wish to read the preceding chapters of 'Coming Clean' to familiarize yourself with the characters portrayed here. Thanks also to Stella Omega for permission to include her characters Gloria and Jessamine i...
For Mordmorgan, because I promised him a Valentine's Day story a very long time ago. For nearly forty years, on almost any night between September and June, Angelo's Pizza was standing room only. The Saturday before Valentine's Day proved no exception. Without question, the best pizza in the small college town, it was also one of the most popular gatheri...
75-year-old female, pathological fracture of the humerus with suspected osteosarcoma. Which is to say: Phoebe's yaya Kalliope, cancer growing in her arm, eating away at the bone until it became weak enough to break as she dug out a garden bed. Phoebe called me on Monday afternoon. I'd just sat down for a catch-up with my manager Susan, having spent the mor...
Clutching her purse, portfolio, and a pair of heels, Kate locked the door of her upstairs apartment and jogged to her car parked down the street. She was meeting Ben Sklar at The Nines in twenty-five minutes, and she was determined to be on time. Things have definitely changed. Kate’s life in New York became unbearable—the chaotic frenzy of the city, her ove...