(Author's Note: This tale is a "period" piece. Liberty has been taken with the use of Olde English in the writing to match the tone of the times.) Nearing the top of the turret stairs, the challenge rang out "Who goest there?" "Tis I, Lord Robert, Giles." was mine response. "M'Lord, thou art the only stir upon this cold clear night." "Is that not good af...
Ron's early return I sat in my favorite recliner with my 9mm in my hand waiting for the 'lovers' to come down the stairs from MY bedroom once they finished their rounds (plural) of fucking. I'd moved my recliner from MY den and placed it at the foot of the stairs so it was just out of sight from those descending until they reached the last step. They were s...
Azri approached the air docking yard early in the morning. There were flags strung up around the entrance: there had been some sort of festival or flea market over the weekend. Azri never paid attention to anything that went on on this side of the lake, but a banner bearing the words "Human Festival" announced the site's purpose. Azri thought that sounded in...
A gentle ocean breeze blew softly through the arched terrace window and filled the small temple chamber with blessed cool air. The palm trees outside the window swayed carelessly against the wind and made a thin fluttering noise. Akrem closed his eyes as he stood and, for a moment, he allowed the gust to caress his naked body. His bronze skin was damp with s...
It's been 1 month since Yamar came to our house now, yet i kept getting a strong erection with the thought of him and Gwen from that night. With no questions asked, i and Gwen kept making passionate love during the night and even though we kept using condoms, we still enjoyed ourselves until the 1st week of the next month. I got back from work on that ver...
When our son went to Brazil as a foreign exchange student, Juan came to live with us. Juan was a few years older than our son, and he was very different. He was shy and didn't have an easy time adapting to our culture and the free spirit of the girls. When we ate dinner in the evening, Juan would often ask us questions and we tried to answer them as best we...
Disclaimer: all characters can be assumed as being over 18 years old. This story is part fiction, part self-reflection. I hope you enjoy it! I'd love to hear feedback. It drives me to write more. Please email me at my profile. *** Chapter 1: How it started Josh was my first boyfriend. He was everything I dreamed of in a guy. He was strong, handsome and f...
I got a call from my friend Tracy. She asked me if I wanted to go to a party this weekend. I asked what sort of a party. “Well, it’s a group of people who get together for sex.” I was a little stunned by what she told me. “Like an orgy?” I asked. “Yes,” she said. “They call it a Creampie Party.” “So it’s all unprotected sex?” Tracy said yes, and she as...
The large old leather book sat open in her lap. It was heavy, the spine creased from age and use. The papers nearly brittle, some with questionable stains. On the floor a pentagram has been drawn with a sharpie, with a bowl and a candle at every point. In the bowls were some herbs, a piece of raw chicken, stones, wine, and a lock of hair. Callie sure hoped...
It was the morning after my first shoot and I had not crawled out of bed as my first lecture was not until ten o'clock when my phone rang. It was Kate, she explained that she had been talking to Kurt about Saturdays shoot and he wondered if I would first do a set with another girl, then the set with the four guys as he had also a slot for an all girl photo s...