Disclaimer: Regular readers may find this story to be a brief departure from my usual uplifting stories. My challenge was to write an erotic tragedy about a terribly wayward and ill-fated character. This is a brief story about sadness and pangs of the heart -- and the inability to understand how to deal with them. Note that there are also suggestions of ince...
Lovely day after lovely day in the hot Mediterranean sunshine but, at last, Mandy's time with Graeme and Jill ran out and she had to go home. One last morning fuck -- she joined them in their bed - before Jill and Graeme drove their lovely friend to the airport. They were not catching the flight. They had two more weeks before they needed to board an aeropla...
This ongoing sci-fi series will contain non-consensual elements. *** The cold was still biting and the air nipped at the end of my nose as we made our way back to the yacht. Juno had already been taken ahead of us, and was waiting on the ship. A walkway had been constructed, giving us easier journey through the snow. I could see why they had to do it. Res...
Hello there, this is quite a long story which I have been working on for a while. I would really really appreciate all feedback and votes so please take the time to leave a comment and vote, I can only learn from any constructive criticism which I may receive. Many thanks didix * Angelina It's Saturday night and I am sitting at home as everyone has plans....
Chapter 29 - Blast from the Past ***** We rode into Morthal before sunset. On first glance, it was probably the most depressing town I'd ever laid eyes upon, not surprised that in all the time I'd been in Skyrim that I'd probably passed the town but never actually been in it. As we rode past the jarl's longhouse and dismounted outside the tavern, we looked...
Before she died, Gwen led a pretty thorough safari through the dim corners of her sexuality. The wasting disease she was suffering through forced her into a physically passive role, but her loving husband surrendered to her still dominant will. It was a gift, letting the weight of every frustration and indignity fall on him, a gift they both enjoyed and cher...
Women his age didn't arouse Severin. He laughed at the calumny which would box his ears if he ever stated that among a crowd of females who shared his vintage years. The truth is prized until it becomes painful. Severin was in his early 50s. Single still. Single apparently for the rest of his life. The only woman he ever considered pledging troth and excha...
Chapter 33 -- Good Rats (It gets a little weird about a third of the way in. Only briefly, and not detailed, but I had a good chuckle to myself when the idea came to mind, imagining a variety of reactions.) ***** "You're going to Riften?" Aela asked as we lay together in bed, the same day I'd returned to Whiterun. "Aye. An old friend of Delphine is in...
For the rest of the night she slipped in and out of consciousness. Her dreams were filled with her and Farkas having surreal and disjointed conversations where her worst fears were realised when he admitted he did not really love her. She awoke feeling awful. She was tired and irritable, and very conscious that she had to get ready to join Delphine and Esb...
Narindar Singh continued his story - For all his experience of soldiering in India Major Fortescue-Harris had a memory lapse that was about to cost him dear. He had forgotten that Afghan, Pathan and Sikh women were not the drudges, the pathetic creatures of some of the so-called untouchables. Most of the women were of good caste, not low caste menials. Lak...