Hey all. All characters involved in sex are 18 or older. Because someone has tried to copy my work and post it online elsewhere, I must state my all my work is protected by copyright laws. That being said, I hope you enjoy. -- Emeris -- The smell of the fresh pine mixed with bullberries. The soft breeze that makes the trees talk. I can hear the grass whi...
Author's Note: "History," Napoleon Bonaparte once said, "is an agreed upon set of lies." I like that quote because it helps me understand some of the prejudices that modern society, in all its wisdom, keeps holding on to, such as the concept that there never were any women warriors, or, at least, if there were then they were isolated instances during extra...
It was that top she wore. She wasn't thin. She was pushing ample. She had curves that unsettled and provoked. She knew this, I imagined, and she dressed to disguise her figure. That was what started me. That top. I knew the theory of a ruffled front thanks to an ex-girlfriend and hours of forced makeover TV shows on Sunday afternoons: the ruffles hid breasts...
To start off this chapter I want to address my original mix up between sadist and masochist. I apologize to anyone who may have been offended or upset regarding this and has prevented you from enjoying the story. I only practice a Dom/Sub relationship and have made a slight error with my wording. I have edited this chapter to reflect this and promise to rese...
June 7th, 1996 Mark "The Tank" Lawson walked across the stage to receive his high school diploma with his classmates. His family cheering in the stands, as he raised his hand in the air making a fist. As he took his seat, waiting for the remaining students to receive their diplomas, and the speeches to conclude, he reminisced about his life so far. His moth...
Preface: This is a fictional story intended for adult audiences. This story is about vengeance and adultery. There is no sex in this chapter. A few thoughts if I may: In chapter one I had a major typo where ... "Heidi laughed". The laugh was Susie's, Heidi was not present in that scene. That was definitely misleading! Second: I must apologize for the short...
Authors note: This is the fifth and final part of my story, and I believe I have saved the best for last. Thank you to those of you who've read the first four parts. For those readers who are new to The Gentlemen's Panty Club, I have included a short cheat sheet in this note, listing the major characters and a few significant details about them, that should...
He heard music in his dream, something that sounded an awful lot like 'woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head, found my way downstairs and drank a cup, and looking up I noticed I was late...' and felt a little confused. Why was Paul singing in the middle of a dream? 'Or...am I dreaming?' Then he smelled coffee, heard someone walking around...
- Friday, October 31, 2013, California, just outside of Los Angeles - I finished up my email and closed the laptop. It's getting late, I better go carve the pumpkin and set it out for the kids to see. Why oh why did I ever buy this house out in the burbs? My accountant thought Real Estate would be a great investment for my sudden millions from the stock op...
Author's note: This is my Halloween contest entry, and also my first original story in a while. I'd like to thank the bois in my life, Isabel, Allyourbase, and the real life D, for inspiring me to write this story and being such good sports about proofreading it and stopping me from making too many mistakes. If you like what you read, obviously your votes...