All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative, rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will take me as I pro...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 08: Summer Holes Copyright 2000 by Paul. All rights reserved. All characters and events are fictitious. The sexual positions are possible. * * * * * Chapter 1. It was eight o'clock in the evening. I sat at my desk reading. I always seemed to be sat somewhere reading or writing. When I wasn't in court as a witness that is. I...
Chapter one "It was a dark and stormy evening, and we all sat around the campfire." How easily those words paraded across the blank page, as if they propelled themselves with no help from the keyboard. I stared at them, as I had so many times when real words wouldn't come. "Damn it!" I shouted at the monitor. "It wasn't my fault! Not one damned thing I coul...
For the record, I actually kind of hate Pretty Woman, but I think the idea is interesting. If this looks familiar, it's because I posted the beginning of it many years ago. It is completed now. I hope you enjoy it. This is dedicated to my old friend, Amanda, who is sadly no longer with us. She supported me a lot when I began this story. Hopefully it does...
This story is placed within the anal section as it concerns anal sex. If you don't enjoy stories involving anal sex then you really shouldn't read this story. You will be wasting your time. But, if you do like such stories, then I hope you like this one!. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "It was a pretty strange dream." "Dreams are the royal road to the u...
Poolside Nirvana I startled awake from a pleasant day dream. As the fog in my brain dissipated, it occurred to me that my reality right now exceeded my best dreams. Here I was, lying beside a shimmering blue swimming pool, a stone’s throw from the ocean. The sun was beating down on me, transforming my pale skin to a golden bronze. I could literally feel the...
On the outskirts of Raccoon City the wind is strong and very cold; the speed and strength give it an ominous sound like an animal howling. The forest leaves rustle to and fro through the dark green grass blades. Through small breaks in the clouds beams of moonlight shoot down upon a forgotten place. Surprisingly enough a mansion stands among these elements b...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...
I would like to thank hcsd1719 for his help in editing and offering encouragement. Again, there are no actual sex scenes, since the main characters are underage. All italics indicate communication through the mental bond. These are the finalists in the contest to name the Miller's Bakery/Coffee shop, post your choice in the comments and the one chosen will...
[This is a long story. My longest to date. There is plenty of sexual content and a few twists and turns along the way. If it was shorter it could have been in "Loving Wives", or "Erotic Couplings" or "Group Sex". There will be another version of this tale posted soon (one or two days), that takes a slightly more traditional "Loving Wives" approach. It will b...