Author's notes I have been contacted on many occasions by readers asking me to write about particular scenarios they've had in mind and add them into some of my multi-part stories. These I have so far resisted as their ideas usually take my characters into an area I don't envisage them in. I have also been contacted a few times with complete story ideas. Ag...
Chapter One His curtains were open again. She knew she shouldn't look, but she couldn't help herself. Stepping out of her shoes she moved silently up to the window and standing on her tiptoes she looked in. He was doing what he was always doing, pull-ups. As usual he was dressed in only a pair of shorts. She watched transfixed, as he pulled himself up, over...
A long, slowly developing romance in five easily-digestible parts. Please send feedback and, above all, please vote! Part 1 Most men would remember a woman like Maxine. In my case, she was the one who drove me to a sexual frenzy in my youth. I wasn’t yet a man, being an early teen. In my inexperienced eyes she was a sophisticated woman though, almost 20 ye...
Hello dear readers and fans. I decided to take a short break from writing The Hunger to work on something else that I have been planning for a while. This is a bit different for me. I have frequently said, when asked, that my stories are not truly autobiographical. Rather, they are based on real life experiences, but not necessarily in the context that they...
Thanks to my editors, Hale1, Findegil (who also wrote part of this) and The Costermonger. ***** The headlights flashed across my bedroom window, the sudden illumination waking me, making me aware that she was home. I waited for the sound of the front door and her footfall on the stairs. I peeked at the clock. It was 2:00 AM. Buckley was late, even for her...
Author's note: Marie has married and taken possession of Charles, now known by his initials as Cunt. She has become an official Hotwife; Cunt is now a true cuckold. This chapter deals with their honeymoon on Felicity's island, and the momentous decision that is taken when she and Cunt return home. As always in my fictional stories, all sexual acts take plac...
They were the two most beautiful young men I’d ever seen. Both tall, around six feet, and slim they had the olive complexion, brooding eyes and floppy dark hair that characterises so many young French men. I’d learned they were both studying at university, English and Business Studies, they’d told me. In the summer they came back home to the village near Dea...
I'd known Tamara for several months. She was a half-black, half-Japanese woman of 32. The only thing we had in common was, quite honestly, nothing but sex. She called me one Saturday afternoon and asked if I was still coming over that night. "Sure," I replied, "I'd never stand up the fuck of the century." Then she asked if I'd mind if a friend of hers joined...
Hi Guys, Long story here. The next one will be shorter. But this one is so long that I broke it into three pieces. I'll be submitting one day for three days. This is also a very different story. But then I always say that, don't I. Well I read a lot of your comments on the last one and wanted to spice things up a bit. Some of you will probably hate the endin...
He's a gay virgin. She's a failing lesbian or filthy bisexual, depending on who you ask. It's late, and she's out of milk. If this doesn't sound like your thing, other authors are available. Or try one of my other stories. If this might be your thing, I hope you enjoy. This is an entry in the April Fools Day 2020 contest. 'Nearly home,' I thought, a...