Authors note. I would like to take the time to once again, thank all of the readers who take the time to read these stories. Second, I would like to give special shout out to my former Editor Ishui, who was a great help to me. I hope things getter better for you doll, you will always have my gratitude. I would also like to give a special shout out to da...
Disclaimer: All characters portrayed engaging in sexual activity are 18 years of age or older. Actual historical figures or living people represented are done strictly for context and humour, I lay no claim to them. If you had trouble following the plots of Pulp Fiction or Four Rooms because of the back-and-forth timelines, just turn around and leave now, as...
Judging by the comments on the last chapter, I've set a high bar for myself. Here's hoping I keep jumping it! Thank you for taking the time to write your thoughts. It's a great feeling, and it encourages me to outdo myself. Please see my author profile for other personal updates. Author's Note: All aspects of the story are fictional. All characters that p...
Ben Kidder's wake up on Thursday morning was an unprecedented event for him. He was in his own bed, but he was sandwiched between two gorgeous girls and all of them were wearing just their underwear, allowing for a lot of skin to skin contact. Krista was in his arms, facing him, and Raven was sleeping with her back to his. There was barely enough room in his...
The next day couldn't come quick enough. Richard Parker awoke on a beautiful Thursday morning full of life and vigor, and jumped readily from his bed, completely nude. Each day now, he felt like he was floating on a cloud. He was not only embracing his training, he was loving and savoring every moment of it. The day before had been so enjoyable and so...
Chicago. It wasn't the cold that bothered me. It was the wind. Okay, it was the combination of both. I clearly wasn't wearing a warm enough jacket for this time of the year. I thought about going home, but I'd just left work and going to my apartment now would only depress me. I was one of those people who didn't do well by themselves. I tended to think too...
Sooo, its me again. Bartholomew has been itching for me to write something in him for awhile; he's tired of just playing music all the time and reading recipes. I'm learning how to cook and I think I'm actually pretty good at it. I got a job as a florist a few weeks ago so I've been working at that, and Trask is settling in to his new job as well. I guess I...
Chapter one "It was a dark and stormy evening, and we all sat around the campfire." How easily those words paraded across the blank page, as if they propelled themselves with no help from the keyboard. I stared at them, as I had so many times when real words wouldn't come. "Damn it!" I shouted at the monitor. "It wasn't my fault! Not one damned thing I coul...
Name have been changed and identifiable details omitted. ***** PART 1 - SNARED She was stunning. There was no other way to describe her. Seeing her in that tiny yellow and orange bikini caused my erection to grow painful. Water dribbled down her flawless tanned skin and slim body and over those beautiful small breasts. Her erect nipples poked through t...
(WMD = Winter Men's Dilemma; My own irreverent spin on the BBC mythology) *Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *All the sexual participant in this story are eighteen, or older* *This story is NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!* * Vlad ~ "You actually expect me to believe my Father, Br...