Well, what the hell happened? I had just awakened to find myself under dead bodies and with an amazingly painful headache. Before I panicked I saw that most of the blood covering me was theirs. I assumed that was also true of the bad smell. After a few moments I remembered running my sword through the body on top of me, in fact my hand still gripped my wea...
"Dad, what are you doing here?" Chia asked. She looked indignantly at Vard who was sitting at the edge of the clearing, leaning comfortably against a tree. Roy stood next to her, manfully trying to control his irritation with the intrusion into his privacy. "And more to the point, how long have you been here?" he asked. Vard nodded calmly, a faint smile o...
If your preference on Loving Wives is for stories about cuckolds or BTB or other acronym driven tales then pass this one by. It is a story about seduction. Nothing more, nothing less. Comments are welcome but don't waste your time posting abuse about slut wives deserving to die or anything similar because I will just delete them! TeamEquipe **************...
"Originally planned for the "One Night in XXX" story event, time and real-life drama alas caught up with me and I had to postpone finishing the story. Which worked out alright it's now a much better tale for the extra time and work. Enjoy." MST * Walking into the kitchen I looked around. "Hey, Mom?" "I'm right behind you, you don't have to yell." Her voi...
1 Frank Frank Tattrie is unique among the unique. Frank is a wiry, long haired, bearded, six four hillbilly who always wears a Red Fox hat. You know the kind where he just skinned and cured the fox with all its parts bunched it up and put it on his head, He added two black beady glass eyes that stare at you. You don't know weather to look into Frank's eyes...
This is my submission to the Wine and Old Lace event. I went a bit back farther than most, but it still fit the parameters. I hope you enjoy. ***** I watched the settlement for six days, amazed at how inept the people were at the simple task of living. They were oblivious to their surroundings, the men stomping about self-importantly while the women, for t...
This is the second story in The Erotic Adventures of Chastity Summers. It follows Romancing the Raptor. ** Chauncey Adams started the day with a light breakfast of coffee and toast, explicitly avoiding any added sugar or cream or condiment that might irritate his bowels on such an important day, but, with each exhausted, stumbling step through the darkness...
Please read the previous chapter before starting this one. This story follows an increasing number of characters; thus, to reduce confusion the reader will find a ‘list of the characters’ at the end of each chapter with approximate ages and how they ‘fit’ into the plot. Enjoy. The Stuff That Dreams Are Made of – Chapter 2 The three of us were late for w...
By GeorgeAnderson, based on characters and a sketch by stev2244. Thanks to stev2244 for letting me use his ideas. Thanks to BlackRandl1958 for beta-reading, copy-editing, encouragement, and friendship. She's great at all of it. Thanks to both of them for liking the result: it means a lot to me. This story contains no lurid sex scenes, no Navy SEALs or Army...
Let me start by saying I love teachers. Many of my dearest friends are teachers. Y'all have a depth of patience that I cannot begin to fathom. This story came about in 2014. Several nights in a row the news told me of some new case of a teacher messing with a student. Ten cases, eight were perpetrated by females. Even as I wrapped the story up news broke of...