Chapter 2 in the novel The Erotic Writers Festival "He finds himself with his mouth open, trying to remember the rest of the sentence. He sits down on the ground and begins to eat the mango." -- from Oryx and Crake, by Margaret Atwood My lover lives just outside Paris, Ontario, on the road to London, in a region known as New Sweden and -- oddly, perfectly...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. It did not/will not happen in real life and should not be mistaken as such. Author's Note: Thanks to MrMaxLord for the celebrity instructor suggestion! Lesson #9: Exhibitionism Starring Selena Gomez Codes: MF, Oral, Public ***** "Guys and gals, welcome! Welcome back to another exciting installment of Sex-Ed For Du...
In this story I use some Italian phrases, so I apologize in advance if I have in any way slaughtered such a beautiful language. It was unintentional. I hope that you enjoy Empress and Nicola's story. All feedback is welcome. Once upon a time.....there was an owner of a plus size woman's clothing store who was approached by the creator of a new style of clot...
Hello everybody. Welcome back to the Chambers' Pack Lands. It's almost Christmas there and time for gifts. I hope you guys like this chapter; and as always, thank you for reading. Sultry ***** Alisha woke up to a warm body snuggled close to her own. Lifting her head slightly she noticed Stephan was holding her body tightly and his hand cupped her backsi...
Author's Notes: Once again, welcome back to my story, my faithful readers! Thanks for hanging with me, and especially to all of you who have taken the time to comment or send me feedback messages. I have received a number of suggestions of potential future characters, and I'm looking at ways to work them into the story in future chapters. This installmen...
Elena got into the car wondering what Joy Martinez was like. She practiced in her head what she was going to say to the woman but everything sounded false even to her. She still didn't understand why Cristiano didn't compel the woman into marrying him and asked him again for an explanation. "You compelled me," she said. "Yes but you were not my true mate,"...
Author's note: There are tons of stories on here featuring the "girls night out" trope. Most of these stories have a husband that figures it out far too late or knows what's going to happen and just sends a PI to take pictures. I don't understand it. If you know she's going to cheat, and hasn't yet, why not stop it? If you know a line was crossed, why not pu...
"Pull in here," Mikela said. Carla seemed excited. She was out of her seat belt and halfway out the door as Max pulled into a parking spot in front of a thrift store. "No peeking, now," Carla told Max as she stepped down out of the SUV. Whatever the ladies were planning, Max looked forward to it after all of the activities during the previous day. Max could...
Six years earlier... I had been in Omega—or Greek Court, as we liked to call our unit on the inside—for the past seven years doing short-term, two-to-three day black ops missions. The six years prior had been spent on various longer missions for White Rabbit, the unit for undercover operations. While I had enjoyed being undercover, the change of pace was ni...
We sat in silence watching the sun paint the horizon with brilliant brushstrokes of purple, orange and rosy red; its hues reflecting in the waters of the bay outside the window. It was a silence bourne of contentment and a comfortableness in one another's presence that transcended the need for words. It was a gesture of respect for the glorious display outsi...