Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** In an ancient age, when the spine of the world was formless and the forests still young, the god Rathnar ruled. Chief among the ancestral gods, he was famed for his power and glory—ten paces could he clear in a single step, and his throwing arm could spear game from any range. He...
{Trying something different with this one. We're in third person omniscient instead of first person. Quinn does feature, but not until the end. I'd also like to say that Ewan and Quinn are from different kingdoms, and served different kings. I tried to make it kind of obvious, but as the author everything is obvious to me, and I'm not sure if one line about...
I'm one of those people that is afraid of life, afraid of other people. Shy as a kid, painfully shy. No girlfriends until mid-20's, then married my first one. Thirty years later, after endless work on myself, endless therapy, workshops, challenges and successes, children, a divorce, and a passionate love affair that ended with her leaving, I finally felt no...
Sooo... we've finally found a weekend to sneak away together... and the mountains are calling to us... I've found us the most perfect, secluded cabin. Nothing around us except endless spruce trees... I head out there first as you're still trying to get away from work... (such a demanding client *wink*) and while I'm waiting for you... I get some things r...
Author's Note: This is another story inspired by my Lit friend, Lucia (a.k.a. Gimme_Your_Load). I tried to imagine the psychodynamics of her desire for cum, and put it into story form. I gave her the chance to preview the story before I submitted it to Lit, and she gave it a definite thumbs up. In fact, she said she would be pleased if I would name her as th...
She walked as quickly as she could down the dark alley. Was she in the right place? This certainly didn't look familiar to her, but then she never frequented this side of town. All she had to go on were the hastily scrawled directions on the now tattered piece of paper in her hand that were dictated to her over the phone by a rather malevolent sounding voice...
Unconsciously I slipped a blonde strand of hair behind my ear, as my head lowered in guilt. My intentions were not to displease him, but nonetheless, I did. A foreboding feeling invading me to my very soul, my tongue lightly touching my dry, trembling lips. I knelt before him, and laid my head to his feet hoping for forgiveness. The room was silent, a silen...
This coffee seems endless. We're getting to that awkward stage where one of us has to tip their hand so we both know where we're going after this, but neither of us want to. Me, because I'm so nervous after so many years of rejection; you, I don't know. I don't know what motivates you yet, what's going on behind those dark, restless eyes. Of course I know yo...
It was almost midnight when my husband's best friend, Josh, stumbled through the back door. I looked at the clock and shook my head. Why did he always stay out so late on a work night? No wonder it was so hard to wake him up in the morning. My good, sensible husband had gone to bed hours ago. I guess maybe I was glad Josh stayed up so late. The company was n...
It happens always when I think about you... Yes, It happens always when I think about you even though we've never met, we've never touched. Physically, but we are always together. Admittedly, you drive me mad. We spend nights talking, exchanging stories and comments. Conversation and skirting the issue of sex between us, sometimes as well. Flirty, yes.. teas...