Author's Note: Sorry for the delay but it took me a while to decide how I wanted to handle the next series. I am going to be slower in producing these since there are going to be several plots going on. Having said that all relationships are 18+. ***** Dan was getting ready to shoot at one man when something happened. He would never be able to describe i...
I’m still awaiting the next instalment from Roberta which seems to be as eagerly awaited by many of you too. May I thank you all for your interest, and also for your votes. In the meantime I have decided to write, in her absence, what I think Roberta, Margaret and John did. Here is chapter 3A of the The Virgin Tranny and the Bride. Hope you like it. By...
A word of thanks to Darkniciad for taking the time and trouble to correct my English. * The air was hot and filled with the familiar smell of baked dust and spices. Laresa knew instantly that she was back in the desert. A quick glance around confirmed she was. "I'm at your command, Mistress." "Wait until you're called, girl. Are you a new slave?" "No,...
A SINCERE APOLOGY: Dearest Reader, before I can continue reciting the epic and naughty adventures, quests, misadventures, mis-quests and mis-epic misadventure-quests of our dashing young Knight of Arcalund, I must issue a heartfelt and sincere apology. In my fervor to set these heroic exploits to text before my lazy memory chooses to forget them altogether,...
Singing for Her Supper "I'm starving", said Jo sighing loudly. "Me too," added Nick. Zil unfortunately could only offer them another cup of tea and a few broken biscuits. "I'm sorry but there's not very much left." she told them apologetically. Zil, her daughter Jo, along with her new boy friend Nick, all sat in an old caravan in the middle of some fie...
We live out in the country and have a nice large secluded garden and in the garden we had a small caravan which we used as changing rooms for the swimming pool. One night my wife Sarah, our sex buddy Simon and I were playing around in the lounge. We were sitting side by side on the couch and had persuaded Sarah to strip down to her skimpy bra and panties a...
We used to go out on "flashing sessions" as we called them over a period of many years, but haven't done it lately, as we seem to have cooled off to how we used to be. A sign of age we presumed. Until this week! We had the use of a friends caravan at a lovely but quiet beauty spot not too far away from our home. As has happened before when this has occurred...
The caravan crawled ever so slowly throughout the burning Yithrab desert. Camels were the logical choice of the merchants, as the burning sun and the dry road made horses impractical. Even so, the merchants had covered even the camels with extra sheets to avoid the murderous glare of the sun. Still the journey was worth it. The Oasis city of Madinat-al-Qal...
Hello all and welcome to my third chapter of book 2 of Ranicke. I have been thinking about creating a e-mail list for people that would like to have updates on when I am going to be posting chapters and possibly even new stories. If you are interested in this please send me a feedback form with what series you would like to be kept abreast of and include wha...
** Guns and Dust will be going on a 3-month hiatus! See comments at the end of this chapter for details. ** ***** Asher seemed almost manic as he made quick preparations for the hunt. He'd pulled on his pants and boots but hadn't even bothered with a shirt, a grin now a sudden, permanent feature of his face. Adina's hazel eyes followed him, his express...