*Author's Note: Two quick points. As I've said, I know from personal experience, older (even married) women will sleep with a younger man. Falling in love and actually marrying one is an entirely different thing. Without a job to support them, it's even more unlikely, and there are only a few jobs someone between 18-22 can have that earn enough (not a lot—en...
Author's note: First, thank you for the positive reception of my stories. I am humbled for the compliments bestowed. Second, thank you for your critiques, I can only wish it helps me become a better writer. I have noticed that a common complaint is the "storybook" endings my stories tend to gravitate to. I can only acknowledge the veracity of that complaint....
[To the reader: The places described in this story are real places, and people with the names I have chosen to use no doubt exist in those places. But, alas, what follows is fiction. It would be fun if it weren't. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy.] ***** "You're sure I'm not imposing, right?" I asked. "It would be great to see you again and meet your wife,...
SUREFOOT: MR AND MRS OSTROW USS Surefoot, Deck 3 Mid -- Sickbay Suite: "STINKY COMPUTER!" Dr Shyrik had been in her office opposite the Crèche, cursing her article for the Starfleet Medical Journal for its inability to write itself, when she heard the exclamation from within. Recognising the voice, she rose from behind her desk, crossed over and entere...
Author's note: This is the sequel to 'Captured.' It is recommended, though not necessary, that you read that story first, as it provides some background. "Val, come in here." She was in trouble again. Not that she didn't know her parents would find out, but she had hoped she would have a short reprieve between when she got home and when the news got there....
Note: All characters are 18 years or older, some are way older. I have been fighting a sixty page piece that was supposed to fill this spot, but it won. So I am jumping ahead in the timeline a little and will post the other once I beat it into submission. Working title on it is currently 'The Lost Year'. Thank you for your patience and I hope you enjoy. Plea...
[This story equally fits in at least two genre. It could be in BDSM and it could be in Group. Now that I think more about it the story also belongs in Erotic Couplings. If Lit had a category for Polyamory it would fit there as well. There is oral sex (fellatio & cunnilingus), anal, strap on sex, coitus and lots of touching. A bit of bondage, some flogging, a...
[Some of you have never known a man like Tank. I had the privilege. Perhaps this story of fiction mixed with events and feelings quite real will give you a glimpse into what Tank meant to me. I'm putting the story in Romance because from 1968 on it really was love.] * Weather.com gave me the bad news. The drive to Tank's funeral wasn't going to be fun. The...
THE MORNING AFTER (SATURDAY) The rest of the night had come and gone, and the sun was rising high above the sleepy city. Its rays were still too low to reach the bedroom window of Erin's apartment, but there was just enough illumination for one to make out what was transpiring. Erin sat between his legs. Her knees were bent, and she rested one of her small...
All storms pass -- eventually. Life goes on, if but for a brief time, and often tentatively at best, like storm ravaged limbs falling down into rushing streams before tumbling onward, and one day, perhaps, out to sea. The sun returns for a time, and with upturned faces bright eyes seek it's warmth. Spirits of wounded souls reach for the solace of sky; words...