[Author's Note: Well part 1 of this little tale doesn't seem to be doing to hot in the ratings department, but that's okay, let's carry on with part two, shall we? I'd definitely love to hear what you all think of the story, and suggestions are always welcome.] Chapter 6: The Ruins of My Life That night was not an easy one. Much of the food in Tristan's f...
As Jay Sands wipes his brow and grabs his towel he catches his reflection in the mirror. He is proud of what he sees. His tight workout shirt showed his flat stomach and powerfully built upper body. His shorts though long and baggy, still displayed his trim waist and muscle packed backside. His sculpted calves and tapered ankles give a hint towards his a...
SMOKEY SAGAS #11: "How To Break A Bad Rabbit" ***** Well, I did one for Christmas in December 2013, so here's my little BDSM homage to Easter. There are several similarities between this and "Hell And Back" (part one)—however, this one DOES actually have a happy ending. Enjoy, Beloved Reader(s). ***** Thursday, March 21st, 2013, 4:25 p.m. In the heart...
Author's Note: The creatures in this story are referred to by generic names like Dragon, Unicorn and Uncle. They have real names of their own, but these names are nearly impossible for humans to pronounce and very difficult to transcribe into any human alphabet. It is therefore easier to keep all names in this story as generic names. Dragon was sunning hims...
The Story of Giuseppe and Maribella Youthful romance in renaissance era Italy. "Giuseppe! Giuseppe D'Ostra, pay attention!" Maestro Grassello, the fat professor of medicine, banged on the lectern with the hilt of his decorative dagger. Seeing the drowsy student rouse himself, he returned the blade to its sheath and tugged the sleeves of his doublet back in...
A lucky break leads him to the most memorable weekend of his life. NOTE: This story is a continuation of "Interlude with Honi." Tuesday evening for Bob Gordon was much like Monday had been, and so was every other evening that week, up until Friday. All of his days and nights had been pretty much the same since his wife had ended their fifteen year marria...
(Author's Note: This story was originally submitted under the wrong category. As it is a story based on very true events I felt it necessary to correct that error and also take the time to better relate the raw emotions and sensations with bolstered descriptive details. I hope you enjoy these edits even more. Thank you.) * I walked through the terminal wi...
Without any hesitation, I immediately opened Skype and typed her name on the search box and in a couple of minutes or so, I sent a message to her and a video call arrived to me. When it was opened, I couldn't believe what I saw. Puppy was there, in front of the webcam, wearing a black and red corset, black gloves with matching stockings and red panties. Sh...
Mrs Reilly's Victorian-era house was considered one of the finest in Brewer: made of Kasota, the premier building stone of Minnesota, it featured colonial revival lines with an off-centre tower and Tudor arches. The attendance at the widow's afternoon tea was big, fully 30 or so ladies, all divorced or widowed Moms. And all so very well-dressed, in their w...
All characters are well over 100 years of age LOL. I wanted them all to be safely in the "legal" age of consent by well... "human" standards of course. Anyways, I want lots of feedback... pros and cons all the way! Part 2 will be a bit darker and more gritty but tell me if you think it'd be a good idea to add an erotic scene or a more intimate scene or not...