Prologue - Placing her back inches from a large tree, Brenda stooped down and teased open a brown canvas satchel. The occasional wind-rush of a car traveling on the road, several yards away, served as a reminder that civilization seemed always to be only one step away. Her son, dear Christopher, had dropped her off on that highway a bit over an hour ago. B...
Authors note: For those of you who've read "The Ya Ya Dildohood", this isn't a continuation of that series, but it is an in depth background into the character "Maggie" of that series. Maggie is based on a real person, though the names have been changed to protect their identities. Not all of the situations in this story are true, though those that are, I ha...
Chloe Burrell, Ph.D., was acutely aware of the irony of her situation. At 34, single (divorced after two years of marriage to the guy she'd lived with for three years before that), and attractive enough to be dating frequently, she was without a boyfriend, dateless for six weeks running, AND she was a "sex researcher" at a large Midwestern university. How u...
Champion of the Goddess, Part 4 Synopsis: This is a continuation of the New Game Master and Next Game Master series. The premise of the story will be lost to those who did not read the previous version. After a night of ups and down Raven was almost halfway back to level 20. Mother Creator dealt with the fallout of the evening when 22 goddesses rose to cha...
Again, there was a heavy downpour in the afternoon in the city due to low pressure(depression) that occurred in the Bay of Bengal. It was raining heavily. It had rained most of last night and there was no sign of respite yet. A grey and dark sky seemed to be descending on the city unable to bear the weight of heavy saturated clouds. Pawan Kumar cursed the we...
Author's Note: So, hot on the heels of Part One comes Part Two, and our intrepid heroine Allie and her Irish husband Patrick finally make it to the strange little world of Blackwell Island. Once there, they settle in to life as temporary islanders and get to grips with the native Pā'ele tribespeople's strange and rather erotic customs. For, as they are abo...
Friends, this is something a little different. I enjoy experimenting with different styles and genres, so I wrote a Western for you. It's a very long story but the sections are numbered to make it easier for you to read bit by bit if you wish. It uses the sexual parlance of the day; words and phrases like pussy, blowjob and sixty-nine weren't yet in use in 1...
Chapter 9: Adelaide or Bust Prior to Helen and myself migrating to Australia, in 1974, my older sister Sarah left for a trip to Canada. She was already there when we left England so we had not seen her for well over a year. Her and her late boyfriend had also intended to migrate over to Australia as well and had actually put in their applications to apply w...
It was a wonderfully clear day that was still cool in temperature. The winter had been long, wet and cold in this small Midwestern city of 80,000 souls. The late March breeze still hinted of the winter winds that had torn at the students of the small university as they moved from building to building each day. The sunshine hinted at the warm days to come bef...
Chapter 7 - Able and Amelia I awoke in the morning in warm sunshine. Audrey was in my arms. I kissed her before slipping away and thought I'd made a clean get away when Audrey said, "Don't go." "I have to," I said. I really did. I had to pee so badly. She got up, took my hand and led me to a door, inside was a urinal and a toilet. I didn't even wait for...