Frank was unfazed by the heat waves off of Interstate 95. It was mid August and about 110 degrees in the upper state of Georgia. He'd rather be in his cab, listing to the southern drawl of country music with the cool air of the air conditioner blowing on him rather than out there. He had a easy job and he knew it. It beat sitting in an office, having ric...
Part 2 of a 3 part story—at the end of Part 1, Dale learns Rose's secret and gets ready to tell her that he knows. * I was not looking forward to what was about to happen, and was worried about how Rose would react—I'd seen her get violent already, and with someone much bigger than me. But I had called her, and I had to let her know what was going on. I go...
This is a continuation of Parts 1 and 2 which should really be enjoyed first. ***** She was driving alone with the windows open, enjoying the warm evening breeze rolling lazily around the car. Auburn hair pulled back to her neck with a slender cloth tie with long bangs fluttering in the wind kissing at her eyelids. Top unbuttoned enough to expose where the...
Midnight at the Villa Diodati A Tale of Gothic Romance and Horror by Chloe Tzang © 2019 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a moral right to be identified as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of sexual activity, this story is not for you. The scenes that are included will be evocative, rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined, because I do not know where my mind will take me as I proceed alo...
There is no sex in this chapter. Chapter 12 Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. The scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time...
December 2019 "Let's go-oooo..." Anya Taylor-Joy told me in a sing-song voice as she leaned her head to the side. "What for?" I asked, only pausing long enough to say it. Then I went right back to kissing her along the neck. "Because the party has already started," Anya said while looking up at the ceiling, desperately trying to resist the urge to get bac...
Preface: Hello my friends, today is May 19, I tell you this because I just got out of the hospital again. It seems every time I start writing, another one of these mini-strokes hits me. I am tired of playing the game of home, hospital, home and hospital again. There is only one option left open to me at this point and that, I am sorry to inform you is to hav...
This is my entry for the 'In a Sunburned Country' event. It's half BDSM and half exhibitionism, with maybe other things thrown in as well. I flipped a coin and here is is in BDSM. It is intended to be an awaking story, a sensual story, an erotic story, but please be aware it's mainly about buildup; there is not a lot of fast-and-furious sex in it. That may...
(This is the eighth chapter of the Saturday Night School series, by Jessica Tang-Von Harper.) Afterwards, they fled into the gardens. They raced across the meadow on bare feet, hand in hand, first running under the night sky but swiftly cutting to the left and seeking refuge in the shadows of the trees. In the course of their love-making, Michelle had pul...