The man sat alone at his computer. He browsed the usual sites that held his particular interests, the kinds of sites he couldn't access at work. He wasn't looking for anything particular, just something to spark his imagination. He wanted to write, but his muses had all deserted him and he felt used up and dry. A car door outside closed. Footsteps on the s...
Mom finally agreed to tell her story about her adventures with Uncle Jim. However, she insisted that we all meet at her house, dress very comfortably and each talk to her on the telephone before her "confession" day. Ellen, her mom and Millie (Strangely the talkative Mandy was holding back even more than her mother.) had all had their turn and the stories ha...
I met him out in the lobby of the Constante Grande. He was tall, six-foot, average frame for a man, I guess, with rich tanned skin and smoldering brown eyes, an aquiline face like a hawk, and well-cut, short black hair with long bangs to loop in a curve past his eyes. He looked very European, as were his clothes, those consisting of a black turtleneck with a...
It was late. Lauren was not sure how late. She dared not look at the clock in the corner of the computer. She had been working for hours. That seemed like days — an eternity. Brent had come and gone a couple of times, checking on her. Jill and Simone had brought lunch and more cake. Megan had delivered dinner. That remained pretty much untouched on the tray...
There was no way it would work. Anthony wasn't sure he wanted it to. Just another pee-related fantasy played out behind the safety of the keyboard. Tess was supportive of his writing, even the more dangerous topics, but that was partly because her fantasies were not altogether safe either. Ten years ago, their sexual chemistry had been explosive. It wasn't...
DISCLAIMER This story is a work of fiction and the characters are either completely fictional or are fictional versions of their real selves. The events depicted are made up and any similarity to real life events is purely coincidental. This story is meant as a work of erotic fiction only and is not to be read by anyone under the age of 18. I am always loo...
I think the wee folk are playing with me, but this is the story the Pixies gave me for this year's Halloween specials. It rolls some Celtic traditions in with some other traditions from the old times to present a tale of a witch who isn't really a witch... except that she is. I'm putting it in the Humor category because it doesn't really fit anywhere, and t...
Rex stood on the front porch, looking out over the dry and hot Texas Hill Country. It never ceased to amaze him how much life this semi-arid region could support. Its thin layer of topsoil meant that it had evolved plant life all its own to survive the mostly dry and sometimes flooding terrain. He smiled as he looked across the yard at the Texas live oak t...
Author's Notes This is part 3 of "Beth's Birthday Pass". I've been intrigued recently with stories about "Get Out Of Jail Free" passes. This is a pass given by one partner to the other allowing the other partner to have sex with someone else one time. In the stories similar to the one here the pass is given by a guy to his girlfriend in order to convince h...
Notes: For anyone who was waiting for this - I apologize. Feel free to leave a comment telling me where to go. For those who weren't, leave a comment and lemme know what you think. All characters in this work are over 18 and completely fictional. Contains magical futanari/female with male genitalia - if that's not something you're into, you may want to skip...