I wanted to write this story, not only to entertain but to reinforce the ideal that during our lifetime we make choices and there are always consequences for those choices we make. Sometimes the consequences are great and work out well while other times the consequences are not so good and we have to be willing to accept the penalty for our bad choices. As...
Jayla busied herself washing the goldroot, Tharo was fully focused on whatever he was working on. Corish arrived, "You're here early, Stonehammer." "Head hurts, couldn't sleep." Corish saw the bruise on the orc's head and the scab. "Mister Stonehammer, tell me you didn't get in a fight. You should have Miss Thorntrail look at it." "She did. It's fine."...
Iona awoke late in the afternoon, feeling her energy rising as the sun was setting. Knowing that Edward was awake and watching her, she stretched dramatically while gently rolling her hips against his. After a month as a vampire, she was amazed at the high level of energy and desire for him she had when she woke every afternoon. Although she remembered nothi...
Day 9 On Sunday morning we all slept in until nine o'clock since we had a very busy Saturday evening. I decided to let the women choose what they wanted to wear and just have a lazy morning. To my delight Tina decided to wear just a short, light robe and Sherry put on one of my dress shirts. This gave me fleeting glances of their naked bodies for the next f...
The colour of milk and candy canes, pale skinned with full cherry lips. That sprinkling of taupe freckles used to accentuate her emotions. With one simple look, bright angelica eyes conveyed a thousand words. The lilt of her accent embellished the story further; expressive hands flexed their sinews. Laughing, her luscious bosom quivered, squeezed tight in a...
The scent of fresh bread and pastries is everywhere. So are slim girls wearing slinky dresses. Crop tops and yoga pants. Or little leather jackets with skinny jeans. That much hasn't changed since I visited with my bohemian aunt Bea last Summer. What has changed is that Bea booked us into the Georges V on the Champs Elysees, perhaps the grandest of the wor...
I want to give thanks to BrysonCooke for helping me with editing, plus improving and the development of this story. ***** It feels great to have just graduated from high school. My name is Dave and after summer vacation I will be going to the local college. On the first day of vacation I found myself over my best friend's house Rick doing what we do best...
Disclaimer: All individuals in the following work of fiction are over the age of 18. Final chapter to this series. Hope you like it. Comments are welcomed, and very much appreciated. * It was Friday morning and Ryan pulled up into Riley's driveway. He walked up to the front door and knocked. A couple seconds of waiting and the door swung open to Sara's be...
So many people dream of fucking their doctors. They're the perfect fantasy, most were rich and, to some extent, compassionate, they knew how to care for someone and they could get drugs. But it was for none of those reasons that Mia rocked her hind legs, gently urging her specialised physician to suck more of her cock. She had a simpler reason, but one that...
#02: Jake If you are part of my generation, you'll remember the despicable newspaper advice columnist Ann Landers. Occasionally, she would publish a letter from a reader, relating an interesting story of how he met his wife. Over the years, I've been collecting stories of how men met their wives, or how wives met their husbands. These are stories that Ann...