Thursday Madeline wakes the next morning to her mate nuzzling her neck. His hands are on her small breasts and she can feel the hard length of him against her backside. [Are you awake, my Blossom?] The send is quiet. She groans and moves. "Mmm, no. I need more waking." She smiles, where he cannot see. He growls then, nipping at her ears and, while the f...
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"I like her," Daniel smiled at the quiet, understatement that had always been his father. He nodded his head as he brushed the back of his hand across his eyes. "Me too," he replied as he turned to look at his father. He had spent the past ten minutes standing on the old porch watching as Jill and his mother played with Bel and the babies. Jess was hiding...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Mistress Daniela's POV Vampire Council HQ, New York City I shifted in my seat, my anger threatening to rise as I watched the videoconference from Miami. The leader of the Miami South coven, Master Sebastian, had moved his coven from Cuba to Miami in the Ariel Boat Lift. Quickly establishing himself and growing a fortune in real estate, he was a powerful va...
Mike's Navy: a novel in five partsPart 4: Femme Fatale Another Mike Claymore erotic novel copy write 2014 Chapter 44 Monday, 4th February, 1985 A quick breakfast in the deli of pancakes and sausage wraps then coffee for his tummy and thermos and he's away. It's clear this morning but there's quite an accumulation of fresh snow and frequent closures...
"Triethylene X," the doctor began as she pointed to an image on the screen depicting a complex chemical structure, "is a neurotoxin that was developed by NATO and its allies several years ago to be used in war. It is an airborne toxin that causes severe neurological damage to all animal life. "Three months ago the chemical plant in Saudi Arabia that manufa...
By Jedd Clampett Preface: There's an old story out there somewhere in which a husband finds his wife's diary, and makes the unforgettable discovery that ruins his marriage and life. The story below has nothing to do with that one. I got the idea for this from an old song by a recording group called "Bread". One the other hand, if we consider storytelling,...
Every so often, the authors and assorted perverts who hangout in the Author's Hangout overcome the urge to pontificate and/or procrastinate long enough to participate in a writing exercise. We are writers, after all, and must behave in a writerly fashion from time to time lest we incur the wrath of CharleyH. This pot luck stew featuring transportation-relat...