With apologies to fans of "Portrait of Jennie" A romantic fantasy, or a fantasy romance? I hope you enjoy. Jb7 Jack Jeffries pulled into the driveway of the somewhat dilapidated farmhouse. Although the house was in dire need of paint, at least all the windows he could see were still intact. He stepped out of his Jeep and approached the house, digging in...
Inspired from "The Girl Next Door" a true story of a horrible tragedy. My thanks to FernieLyn who proofread this piece and gave me some good opinions and insight! Thank you FernieLyn! This story takes place in a more innocent time. * The moment when I saw her changed all our lives forever. It had taken me a few days to piece together little snippets of t...
Saturday, March 23, 2019: My first thought was an ironic one. I remembered back to Josh, one of the guys in my sophomore dorm, saying what a rush it was when he was sitting at a table in the cafeteria with two girls both of whom he'd fucked. Neither one had known that he'd slept with the other - at least, he didn't think they did - but it was an awesome rus...
This is the fifth installment in what has become a series. Hopefully, this story can be read enjoyably on its own. However, this story continues the story from in the first four installments. Reading those installments in sequence will provide context and an understanding of who the characters are. Any resemblance in this story to any real person or organiza...
My wife Jennifer works at a local hospital as a nurse. The pressure is high and the days long as the hospital has suffered through some cutbacks. Every so often the nurses, mostly women, break the tension with a little naughty talk. Out of the ears of the supervisor and the patients, of course, but little digs about their love life or midnight escapades. S...
My name is Chantel. I am 5'5” with medium length black hair and brown eyes. I weigh about 115 pounds and size 36C breasts. I am married to Truman, the most wonderful guy ever. I love him very much but there is a problem with our relationship. I do not know if I can have sex with him. Sometimes, I have flashbacks that bring up an unbearable pain. Every time T...
Author's note Hope you are all doing well at the moment, I Know we have all been affected by the Corona virus pandemic whether directly or indirectly but we shall overcome it together as humanity. Special regards to all of our health experts who are at the forefront in this fight. *** Since the fleet admiral's speech earlier, Tom could clearly see that so...
Standard disclaimer; this is a serialized story, so if you haven't read the other parts up to now it won't make a lot of sense. Also for those who've been reading so far, the story takes a bit of a darker turn from here on, definitely moving into non-Consent territory, possibly branching into Erotic Horror. It doesn't get gory but like I said, definite ton...
"Jamal Tramell Bradley." I couldn't speak. "Jamal Tramell Bradley III." Chantel's entire tone had changed. I couldn't believe the words that I had let escape my mouth. I mean I had known I liked her since the fight on the bus but I never told a soul. I watched her grow from a young girl to a grown woman. A beautiful black queen. My feelings for her only grew...
This started out as a silly response to a silly post in a Star Trek fan group: Write your best Star Trek erotica/fan fiction. The word "erotica" was actually struck-through. I wrote a few sentences. Then, a few more. Then, I showed a friend so she could have a few giggles. She actually encouraged me to keep going. I didn't need to be told twice. What foll...