Short Story: The Chronicles Of Benjamin Merriman #01 Author Note: This story is an original work of fiction. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen, if not expressly stated, and certain characters may also be found in other works by the authors, published or forthcoming. Feedback is desired and greatly appreciated. Email comments to the addre...
"Thanks for coming over, Dr. Rose, Mr. Stalvert." I widely swept a hand inside. "Please come in." The woman standing at the front door of my condo gave a perfunctory smile, cordial but brief. I gave her a quick up and down as she passed me, breezing in through the front door and looking around. She was in her late forties to early fifties, maybe; about ten...
CONTENT WARNING: Contains a scene with period sex. Look out for @$$@$$@$$ if you want to skip the scene. Thank you. ***** Chapter 1 (Present day) My inner muscles contract reflexively from my orgasm. "Uh, yes..." Liam hisses. I feel a gush of heat as he finishes inside me, without a condom, as is his preference. Liam squeezes my ass once before pulling o...
'My life is over,' I muttered, as the real estate agent led me up to the front door. Even for a redbrick old house in Newcastle it looked... rustic? Quaint? Shit. It looked shit. Beat-up and dirty, what was described to me as a 'front garden' was more a slab of concrete with a plastic chair and determined weeds reaching through the cracks. Even the outside...
Author's Note: This is NOT the kind of Part 4 that is designed to stand alone. You will be very lost without having read the first three parts. As with Part 3, this part alternates between Devyn's and Vivian's point of view and narrative voice. All the first-person perspective is Devyn and all the third person is Vivian. I'll share answers to some recu...
It was still dark when Gwyneth inexplicably stirred from sleep, even though the alarm hadn't gone off. Still groggy, she was about to roll over and slip back into slumber until she realized that she wasn't alone in bed. A strong, muscular arm was draped over her waist, pulling her close to the masculine warmth that was spooning her from behind. Slowly, she t...
INTRODUCTION This story is based on a movie that came out in 1984 titled The Flamingo Kid. It is about a less fortunate boy named Jeffery who ends up getting a job at an exclusive club in Long Island. The story does not follow the movie story line but rather focuses on three very hot women; Phyllis Brody, her daughter Joyce Brody and her niece Carla Samson....
Mailgirl Number Thirteen winced as she accepted another blow. The sound of the paddle connecting against the bare flesh of her behind echoed through the locker room, and carried over the murmured conversation of the other mailgirls behind her. She was standing, with her legs spread and bent at the midsection over the spanking bench, just to one side of the l...
*All characters engaged in sexual activity are over the age of 18, in case it's not obvious or mentioned. *Thanks to Alwaysready64 for his help editing this because we become blind to our own mistakes. I will warn beforehand if a chapter has any special erotic categories in them that fall outside of the story's assigned category. This is a long story inten...
Everyone in this store is over eighteen, and so should you be. First a bit of background:- People have been telling me, for as long as I can remember, and far too often, that I 'was born with a silver spoon in my mouth.' Quite right, I suppose; Daddy is 'Something in the City' and I was brought up in a large Tudor house, set in wooded gardens, in rolling S...