Author's note: This story has a plot and a decent amount of build-up, so if you're looking for a QF, you've come to the wrong place. Also, it may be wise to read part one before you continue with part two. Otherwise, enjoy! Obviously, don't reprint without the author's permission, and any similarities between the characters and people/events of real life...
Hi everyone! If you're just here for the sex, this is a 35K word story and the sex doesn't happen for...quite a while. Head elsewhere if you just want a quick shot of the hot stuff; this story is probably best read as a pulpy western that becomes a meditative romantic melodrama about halfway through. ...I swear I don't do this to piss you off or feel superi...
This story has a special meaning for me, and I hope you like it. I still cry at the end of it. PART ONE The Jaguar broke down half way between Albany and New York, a gray day, gray sky, smell of rain in the trees. And Beth thinking: Not here, not here in the middle of nowhere. She sat behind the wheel in the parking lot of a windblown rest stop, people wi...
The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or in total, without the author's permission. It is also a long story. If you don't like longer stories or are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to...
I've written this story from the point of view of a married woman. For the record, I am a middle aged married man who likes to write porn stories in my spare time. This is my first attempt at writing in the first person perspective, so I hope to see lots of feedback and none of that bullshit spam trolling. Please, if you take the time to read the whole story...
When Lauren awoke for the second time, the morning's light had faded. The gentle pattering of a summer shower quietly splashed against the window. The stereo was still playing her Enigma disk and the quiet hum of the air conditioner could barely be heard. Roxanne's gentle breathing was almost inaudible. Lauren slipped out of the bed and padded quietly to th...
Introduction This is a very belated fourth part and conclusion to my "Date with The Devil" series. For anyone who missed (or has totally forgotten) the first three parts, here is a brief résumé. ***** Mary Rose is twenty-nine with the face of a mischievous schoolgirl, jade green eyes, auburn hair and a body to die for. Although her high-flying career as a...
Chapter 1: Cookies & Spice The girl in the green cardigan with the rolling cart makes her way down the main street in the village of Durbin. This is the Durbin of the out-of-the-way, of where Starbucks is unlikely to penetrate, a place pleasantly apart. Down the street she rolls, looking this way and that for where hope rests, a gathering expectation in...
This is my first attempt at a story, and I hope that its ok. Please feel free to leave me comments! I would appreciate anything you readers have to say! Thanks and enjoy. Angie stared out the window wondering what she was going to do. Today was her twenty-fifth birthday and she had no one to spend it with. She got off the window seat and padded over to...
(Chapter 1) The Realm of the Black Rose Oh, tell me the legends of long ago. When the kings and queens would dance in the realms of the Black Rose... (Roisin Dubh. The Black Rose. By Thin Lizzy) "Come on Rosie." Ellie urged. "I really can't wait to see what it's like." "On my way." Roisin Donavan replied, her voice edged with a soft Irish accent. "Someo...