First let me thank you all for the votes and emails. And as I've said before, this is not meant to be the next great novel, so if that's what you're looking for, I'm sorry to disappoint. I started it wanting to do a running chronicle that spans years like a soap opera, so it may never actually reach a satisfactory end for some people. With that in mind, if y...
She had to be crazy. Absolutely crazy to do something like this. It was dangerous. It was foolish and obscene. But the very thought made her heart race. She felt alive and sexy and spontaneous, like she hadn't felt in years. She had to do it, and quickly, before her better judgment sealed her back into the dungeon of a stagnant marriage. All because the ro...
========================== The girls try to turn the gay guy straight. This is a VALENTINE'S DAY STORY CONTEST 2015 entry. Just a fun little story about misconceptions, and going with the flow. I'll also have to beg you to be a little forgiving. I haven't had much time to write of late, and this story didn't get the editing it deserved, but it's less than...
The Alarm woke the trio in the morning. Bill reached for it but couldn't reach it without climbing over Monica. Monica groaned and reached for the Alarm and silenced it. "Someone tell me how I got to be near the alarm?" Monica grumped. Bill was the first to start moving, and Jennifer started towards the bathroom to address her overwhelming urge. After she...
Calculated Brutality 3 Melody, mired in darkness, saw the light at the end of the tunnel. She reached, fingers probing, her eyes squinting from the brilliance, and found the jagged stone edges of the opening. A few more steps and the brick and mortar wall was behind her. The brilliance was the sun, ever fixed in its imperial, supreme, neutrality. From the...
Act Four: Food for Thought Chapter Three: That Fine Line "Shit," Dee said over dry crackling, "I broke another tree. Sorry." He let go of Eurydice's waist, slipped out of her nectarous sex, and stepped back. Eurydice threw him a lazy, cross-eyed smile over her bare shoulder. "S'okay," she panted, clinging to the listing tree for dear life. "I'm goo—oop!"...
Morning "Wake up sleepy head." His voice startled her into wakefulness. Her eyes blinked against the intense blue sky beyond her windows. "Huh," she mumbled, struggling to remember where she was and why she was being forced to wake up from such a wonderfully comfortable bed. Then it all came rushing back to her. She clapped the sheet against her, sitting...
"And over here is the Exercise Room." The building manager, Kyle Poirer, led me thru the apartment laundry room and gestured me through a door on the far side. It couldn't be called a "gym", but the small room was well-equipped for a good workout. A stationary bicycle, a stair-simulator thing, a rowing machine, and the universal contraption of weights and...
Her name was Cindy George, and she was one of the signatories of the petition that had closed the old house. For the last couple of weeks as the house grew stronger she had been the recipient of suggestions, which had made her more interested in the old whorehouse. Her husband had been encouraging her to start a family, so had the house. She had resisted bec...
This short story is the introduction in a three part series, let me know if you would like me to finish and publish the other two chapters and find out how it things go for our protagonist, Hanako. Kudos to lkguy for editing. WARNING / SPOILER ALERT: There is an erotic passage that features a dick girl with another girl. Disclaimers: The characters and eve...