"What? No. Your not wearing that out tonight." We are getting ready for a grown up evening on the town. Getting dressed up a little nicer than the usual Friday night at the bar. I am wearing slacks and a collar shirt. Jacket. And you? Your getting dressed. A nice little half-cup bra that pushes your tits up and out a bit, barely covering your nips. A nice t...
My thanks to Nancy. She is a fan of my works and emailed asking if I would write a story based on her fantasies. I agreed and she supplied me with some factual information (physical attributes, etc.) and this is the resulting story. So from that perspective only, this is not really a work of fiction. She has asked for a sequel, so look for it down the road....
Joe Morrison wasn't particularly happy. His wife, who had been much too fond of drink had developed Korsakov, and she'd been in a care centre for years. He usually visited her in the afternoons. Life was lonely at home; it had been lonely for as long as he could remember. There were a few comforts he'd stuck to, all those years: his collection of poetry, s...
"Hi, how are you?" I'd always had a soft spot for Rita the barmaid at our local village pub in Devon, England. I'd often pop down for an early beer when she opened up at 6.30 and usually it would just be the two of us for an hour or so. Like many village pubs in the UK, business was a little slow these days. Rita was a grandmother of 59, some 18 years old...
3000 CE - A Land of Ashes The hoverbike rumbled softly as Ness rode down the derelict highway. It was dark out, and the wind was ash. She looked again, across the desolate plains, at the metropolis gleaming in the distance. It shone like a hub of light, against the vast darkness of the broken world. A low rumble shook the dusty plains - a passing City, he...
In this one, which is set in Yorkshire, England in the summer of 1976, the pub barmaid begins a naughty little game. She likes to show off, and she likes to watch him play with his cock. The thing is she's also his father's girlfriend - but that doesn't stop her from enjoying her fun. As usual I hope you enjoy this little piece. If you do, send feedback; if...
The young very attractive barmaid was walking toward where the woman was setting at the far end of the very crowded bar. The girl set a second glass of white wine next to the one she had ordered earlier; one still more than half full. "I didn't order another drink." The dark haired beauty said. The server, a beauty in her own right, was quite tall and slim...
PLEASE NOTE: This story contains settings, races and other scenery elements created by BETHESDA and the brilliant artist and writers in their employ. They retain all rights to the ELDER SCROLLS universe they created, I am but a humble story weaver. ***** Chapter 7 Liliah woke the next morning to sun streaming in through the windows, stretching groggily...
This story is the sixth in a series. The stories are told roughly in sequence and each story assumes knowledge of the prior stories. Therefore, I recommend reading my stories "Kelli," "Kelli CH 02," "Kelli CH 03," "Kelli CH 04," and "Kelli CH 05" before reading this story. This story is a work of fiction. The story depicts a world untouched by the corona vi...
BOOK ONE: AWAKENINGS CHAPTER I In which we are introduced to Bart, whose powers of oneiromancy are beginning to manifest, and an exceedingly obliging barmaid. BARTHOLOMEW Like a roiling sea, the tavern bucked and swelled with the uniquely elastic rhythm of the drunken crowd. In his corner, Bart faced the door and bore the considerable strain of not g...