For those of you who still have an interest, the very absolute final chapter. That dog's been done to death. Again, I have to thank winterfoxx for invaluable assistance and insight with editing. Enjoy Lemon or Lemonade Chapter 2 I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I heard was footsteps and there was no daylight coming in through the one sma...
The Date, December 27, 2007, the Place, the Camden's backyard. The occasion, Ruthie Camden's 18th birthday and graduation party. Eric came into the backyard as Annie was just about to lie down and get some sun beside their newly installed in ground pool. "Annie is there anything you need me to do for Ruthie's party?" "No thanks hon, I have everything read...
This is the eighth installment of my story about a family with an interesting dynamic. In this chapter, we see how Karma plays a role in rewarding and punishing those who deserve each. * Chapter Eight: Justice, Retribution, and Reward He drove back to the campus and parked in the visitor lot again. He walked to his new office to put his papers away, chang...
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ Chapter 5: "It was all a misunderstanding..." My continuation of the The Cuckold Diet Challenge by RazorLyt, (2/2/09) In the last chapter, Rick has sex with his intern Gina, and his wife walks in on them, and asks to watch. A self-imposed punishment for making him watch the videos of her with her conquests. She finds it as painf...
A brief preface: ~~~v~~~ This is the last installment of Leslie and Francis. All comments are welcome. Vote if you like. I know the temptation to skim can be almost irresistible, but try to really read it. ~~~v~~~ Seven days, it's been seven days since Leslie's 'accident'. Some accident; the asshole should never have gotten involved. I'd warned her; OK,...
Author's notes: Thank you for taking a chance and reading my work. I hope you enjoy it and would love some constructive criticism of the story if you have the time and inclination. This is entirely a work of fiction and the characters are not based on any people, living or dead. Any resemblance you might make is entirely coincidental. Oh, and Erik likes to...
I just about keeled over when I walked into the pool on the Saturday of Memorial Day weekend and saw who this year's lifeguards were. I knew them of course, heck, just last year I'd graduated high school with them and I'd thought I'd never see them again since we'd all headed off in different directions for college! Well, they headed off. I went to the local...
On Display Melissa shifted her weight, trying to get comfortable. She squinted at the setting sun, wondering how long she had been tied up. Looking over at the post that her left arm was tied to, she flexed that arm slightly, trying to keep it from cramping. When she had come downstairs to the living area, she had been wearing nothing but a pair of black s...
Sophina paused outside the door to Jon's guest room, her hand raised to knock on the door. She lowered her hand slowly. An uneasy feeling had suddenly crept up on her. She remembered all too well the heated discussion Jon had had with Marcus earlier in the week. She paused in the hallway, all thought of asking Jon to practice sword forms with her completely...
*** Sarkopheros Says: Not much to say about this one. I did not expect it to become so enormous as it is. This one has taken the record of the longest Brod story at 9,510 words. And almost all of them are a messy fuckfest. I'm pretty happy with myself for it. It also marks the first occasion of an FFM threesome I've written for Brod. Anyway, if you read t...