The was no need for introductions, everyone knew each other. The ladies seated themselves in the drawing room whilst the men stood around chatting as if they had nor seen each other for weeks. Josiah's Butler was serving the pre-dinner drinks and Eleanor, with her practised eye was surveying her guests but in a manner not too obvious. She noted that both An...
Carter reached into the trashcan, searching for food. He didn't care what it tasted like or what condition it was in; he just wanted something to ease the empty throbbing in his stomach. His whole body was racked with pain; he wanted at least one part of his body not to hurt. He was standing under a graffiti-covered bridge while the rain hammered outside. W...
1016, North Bay of Durness, Scotland. Village of Lean, North Coast. Eleanor had been finding it more and more difficult to drift to sleep these past few weeks, the lack of rest leaving her almost completely mentally and physically drained. Indeed, the hour now was just past gloaming, yet with the night breathing with its beautiful sway, at one with the wav...
"A peony for your thoughts!" A soft voice spoke near me, breaking me out of my daydream. It was Eleanor Carter from the flower stall next to my location at the Farmer's Market. She was holding a beautiful, deep magenta flower, out to me. I reached over the display of organic tomatoes and took the offering. "Thanks Eleanor." I responded to the pretty young w...
Note - to the anonymous user who suggested I read my stories out loud while editing, thank you very much! Your advice was a huge help and allowed me to catch several errors, as well as drawing my eye to several sentences that needed a rewrite in order to flow better. Appreciated! X X X X X Previously on "Midnight Movie Club" - Four college students cross p...
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Eleanor stared at the young black man who had become her night in shining armor in this strange land of casual sex, rotund naked women who orgasmed in front of half a dozen strangers and god only knew what else. His words filtered through her muddled brain, was she ready for the rest of the tour? No, no she was not. But having come this far in the charade sh...
*****Edited by Gustavca Note; this shorter story is the epilogue, and while it's clearly erotic, it's not paced like one of my typical story. I woke in the middle of a dream, a funny, completely non-erotic dream, and began laughing in our room. Nella moaned softly, bothered by my laughter, and pushed me out of the bed. As I was getting up and putting m...
"Mallow Cup" Now, in this chapter, I want to focus on Eleanor and her fantasy man, Father Alexander O'Sheehan. Now this was a humorous story and at the same time very cute. Now to exception to it, there were some bits that were really sexy to me. The thing about the story was this is a two-sided story...sort of. Eleanor told me most of her ordeal. On the ot...
Eleanor came awake in stages. She had left a wonderful dream behind. It still tickled her mind but as she became alert she couldn't remember what it had been about. She could guess anyway judging by the delicious ache in her breast. She reached back, then turned to find the bed empty. She remembered Chris sliding from under her. He said he was going to the b...