Hey everyone. Sorry I've been so slow to write this chapter. Honestly, I got a little bored with the series. I've got the big picture for the rest of it in my mind, I just have to write it, and fill in details, and that takes time. I'm especially excited for the finale of this series (the final projects), so that should help motivate me to write the chapters...
This is the final chapter of the 4 part series. It will probably make more sense if you read Chapters 1, 2 and 3 of Secrets of The Stallion first. May I once again Thank all the readers who have given me such positive feedback, the little pointers to improve and those who have made me a favourite author or story. It is truly appreciated and will be taken...
Chapter 10: Katherine, Fred, and John Katherine bumped into John on the grounds one day, smiled and said, "I never got a chance to thank you for that wonderful evening with Fred and me. It did Fred a world of good for his ego and his fantasies. Did Fred ever get around to thanking you? He said he would." John replied, "Yes. In fact, the next day, when I me...
David and Rob walked in quickly, "Did anyone see you?" Hilary asked. "No, that prying cow from next door was looking out the window, so we had to walk past your house once, but she didn't see us come in this time." "Good, so this must be Rob. Hello Rob" "Hi." Rob replied timidly. Rob was the only person who David had confided to about Hilary. Robert had...
Most of the officers of Female Erotic Police Squad enlist in the service to catch criminals. But there are also some who do it for sex. Physical love is the modern way to fight crime, but it does not necessarily mean that sex should be considered merely a tool. As long as an officer fulfilled her duties properly there was no reason for her not to take additi...
Author's Note: A modern affection some people have adopted in everyday conversations is to use "air quotes" rather than saying "and I quote". This is typically done with both hands held shoulder-width apart and at the eye or shoulders level of the speaker, with the index and middle fingers on each hand flexing at the beginning and end of the phrase being qu...
The drive down had been long and unforgiving. At times, it was maddeningly frustrating as each mile yet to go separated me from the object of my most depraved lustful memories and fantasies. At times during the road trip, I questioned my sanity. After all, who drives 500 miles just to hook up with a couple, especially on a Friday after working an eight-hour...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years or older. This story features anal sex and group sex, so be warned in case you're not into that sort of stuff. Consider this just a silly, smutty parody of a few fantasy cliches. Don't expect epic tones or anything even vaguely resembling seriousness and you won't be disappointed whe...
The Tower of the Red-Eyed Princess is not marked on any map. Its whereabouts are unknown... down to the planet... down to the very universe, and the very dimension. Such a map would be unnecessary. When challengers seek the tower... or, when the tower calls for challengers... the two will find each other. The tower is told of in hushed whispers... It is said...
Thirty four wonderful years of marriage to my beautiful wife Joy. She has worked hard to keep her youthful figure and always radiated her beauty. We both worked out to keep fit and trim. I was always proud of her when we went out. Our two children now married and on their own has freed us up for our sexual desires. There have never been any complaints in th...