Angel Even with her eyes closed, she could still detect the glare of the sun through her eyelids. The humid heat that it generated, as its rays beat down on the sub-tropical forest below, encompassed her naked body as if she was in a sauna. Angela Black was hot, sweaty and loving every minute of it. She loved the freedom of being totally naked, and she wa...
Up until the time I was married I would have never believed that there were two disparate Americas coexisting side by side forming unequal parts of the same whole; one of unbounded privilege and the other of implicit, soul-deadening servitude. To think that the vast majority of Americans were no more than indentured slaves to banks and corporations that rule...
Here I was, boarding a plane headed for a remote island resort in the South Pacific for a two-week vacation. The odd part of this scenario is that I don't like flying, I could not afford a vacation, and I didn't really want to go to the South Pacific. So why was I here? I won the trip in a contest sponsored by one of the parts houses that I buy parts from f...
Originally posted in Novels & Novellas, I decided this submission was a better fit in the Taboo category. Thank you for your patience since this is a longer story. *For repeat readers, due to feedback, the one small scene of non-consent at the end has been revised.* A huge thanks to LadyMireille for your original edits and suggestions on improving Zoe's ta...
(Author's Note: I would like to thank my friend Allan for providing the inspiration for this story.) * The events leading up to the attempted rescue of Edmund Kent and his fellow flashers seemed to occur as if within one single frame of time that rushed by in a dreamy kaleidoscopic montage of faces and landscapes, none of which seemed part of normal time...
*** Author's Notes: In these stories, I'm attempting something somewhat new, darker, grittier, and going a little bit further down the proverbial rabbit hole than I've gone before. I'm putting all of the tag/trigger warnings (that I can think of) here in the beginning so that you can see some of the elements that are contained in this story so that if this...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will take me along the way. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual material, this story is not for you. There will be some scenes included, but they will be evocative rather than...
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. Those 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, because I do not know where my mind will take me as...
Sequel to What are the odds? Dear reader. This is set in Australia. We spell colour, with a 'u'. We have arses. We are sometimes arses. OK, most of the time we are arses. 'Shit' is one of our most versatile words. 'Fuck' is punctuation and sometimes 'Cunt' is a diminutive sobriquet. "Naw, lookit the little cunt." I'm sorry in advance for the legwork you may...
Brooklyn It was almost eight, and I stretched languorously, trying to throw off the drowsiness that was attempting to drag me back into slumber. I didn't have to get up early today. For the first time in almost eight months, I had a few days off. I often worked seven days a week, but I didn't mind. My job was exceptionally rewarding, and while my hours and...