Author's note; This story is a Romance, and the sex occurs towards the ending. Some might not like it for its lack of vicarious luridness from the beginning to the very end. The poem John shares with Rachel; "Autumn" belongs to Emily Elizabeth Dickenson, (December 10, 1830 - May 15, 1886). She was an American poet. I chose it because it is my favorite poem o...
By Adrian Hunter and Chelsea Shepard PROLOGUE International Fashion Council Memorandum Extract from the minutes of the monthly board meeting Point 35-c: Cover for Annual Report The Executive Director motioned to discuss the cover for the association's annual report. The ensuing discussion resulted in general agreement that the theme should focus on the I...
Chapter 1 Too. Damn. Perfect. He hated her for that. But at the same time, that was what made her so irresistible. Unattainable. Unexpected. He pushed her from his mind. He didn't even know her name for Christ's sake. He shouldn't be thinking about her. He sighed slightly and got back to work. Fifty multiple choice essays later, he got up, stretched, and...
The French maid outfit was just a little loose. I was borrowing Corinna's dresses until I was fitted for my own uniforms and outfits. Actually Corinna and I were close to the same dress size yet our body types were different. I had a more feminine build with flared hips and hard round buttocks while Corinna's more muscular build created a deeper V shaped upp...
My name is Charles Murphy. My friends call me 'Chuck', unless they want to piss me off, then they call me 'Chucky'. That does piss me off but I never show it. I am very good at concealing my true emotions. It was almost noon, on a bright sunny North Central Florida day, when I saw the old Rolls Royce limo approach the entry gate. It sat at the gate for abou...
The phone rang. It was 3 AM on Thursday. The boy awoke and fumbled around for it. It was someplace under his hoodie by his desk. He found it and answered it, half rolling away from his sleeping roommate in his bunk so as not to wake him. "Mmnnn Hello?" "Hello Vic! How is my nice hunk of Vanilla dick?" It was Wendy. She was horny, excited, and on the phone...
You can get a background of the Blue Bloods clan if you read my other Blue Bloods story first. ***** Frank Reagan sat at his desk; he was reviewing the weekly stats of murders and the cases being solved. He was amazed at the closure rate of the twelfth precinct; week in and week out. He picked up his phone and pushed a single button and spoke up, "Baker, p...
The following story is fiction; it is designed to be read by adults who enjoy lesbian erotica, with elements of domination, submission and servitude. If you are not an adult, and do not enjoy that type of writing; please read no further. The story is the sole property of the author. * Dedicated to the 'Stars Above Me' * * * * * Chapter 1 She knew she ne...
So this was a story I wrote with a friend for a while before things ended rather abruptly. That is why, I'm sorry to say, the story is not finished. If the formatting holds true through the upload process, the italicized sections are written by her and the non-italicized parts are written by me. Let me know what you think and if you feel like picking up with...
After many frantic days across tumultuous waters and several restless nights enduring Min's heavy somnial snorting, the Killer Kraken finally made port in a west Purvajan region natively named Sahra'ramal - more commonly referred to as the Desert Lands or Middle East to the folk of Occasus -- a peninsula consisting of a number of prestigious kingdoms, famous...