This is an old story that I had posted the beginning of in a couple of other places but it never got any traction. I'm posting here and will be finishing it. I hope you enjoy. * The sun had already started intruding from behind the curtains and Arden Trask knew that once again she had failed to slow the passage of the night. She was staying up later and l...
I hope this was worth the wait, mum things got in the way but I'm getting back on track now :D A special thanks to my editor, Jen, without her this probably would have taken longer to write and it would be filled with the most embarrassing spelling and grammar mistakes. Chapter 4: Nothing Mythical About That! Athanasia dove to the side, avoiding the j...
"Another great get-together," Shirley Lancaster-Vilbrun said, and the tall, busty and curvy redhead looked at her husband Castor Vilbrun and smiled. Six feet two inches tall and burly, with dark chocolate skin and a smooth shaved head, Castor Vilbrun is a fine specimen of second generation Haitian-American masculinity. She'd fallen in love with him since the...
Castor watched as Roger left for work the next morning in his truck, heading off to his oh-so-trendy internet security company. Waiting for Roger to leave was the hardest part; Nancy always left for work early, giving her husband plenty of time in the morning to do as he pleased. What he mostly wished to do was to get into Gina's pants, but her damn husband...
Mr. Raj was waiting for us as we stepped out of the mansion. He'd brought out the smallest car in Madame´s fleet, a three-door mini Cooper with a special seat in the back meant for only one occupant. Given his massive frame, the front seats of the car were pushed all the way to the back, leaving little space for the legs of the back-seat occupant. "Hop into...
Again a huge thanks to my editor Jen who saves me from making myself look stupid. I am pleased with this chapter and I think this story can really get moving now. Chapter 3: Damsel In Distress The meal was delicious as it always was, but it was without enjoyment as Athanasia worried for her Jelena. The Lady-in-waiting had been in bed for an hour and the...
Father Michael Madigan is an old friend. We grew up together, went to high school together. I went to work selling used cars. He went to divinity school. We were young studs, and fucked anything that walked or crawled. Father Madigan (we call him Mike) decided to become celibate. It must have tough for him because he was the biggest whoremonger I ever met. H...
This took longer than I expected, been distracted of late. World events can give great inspiration yet can also break the heart and I sincerely hope that we have seen the worst of it. As before I warn you that this story involves bisexuality so if you do not like same-sex relationships or divided affections than this is not the story for you. If you are oka...
This is a bit of an experiment and has bisexual themes. If you are not into samesex erotica then you might want to give this one a miss. I hope you don't as it is a different twist on the classic damsel in distress and it has been in my mind for quite some time. Chapter 1: Suitors Princess Athanasia sat by the window and completely ignored the beautiful...
(This series is a collaboration with my good friend Sanchez. His ideas, I ran with it. We will see how it evolves. He has a sound concept, and characters, I'm primarily piecing it all together and seeing how it plays out. We hope you enjoy our efforts.) ***** MIDNIGHT chapter 1 : WAIT "Why so shy Honeybutt?" An unexpected hand felt upon a thigh sliding g...