Foreword by the fuckwit who wrote this piece: FUCK! I missed the deadline for the Earth Day competition. Arse! OK, bugger it, I might as well put this in Novels and Novellas for the 2 points in the survivor contest at least. *sigh*. Right, now that I've finished feeling sorry for myself here it is, a series of scenes that track the burgeoning sexual r...
This is a story about a guy who likes to watch his wife sleep with other men, and written for couples who find that sort of thing erotic. It's a longer story and deals with all the conflicting emotions that come with the fantasy. Hope you enjoy it, and thanks for reading! The California sun had cleared the hill leading down to Bodega Bay, and I moved m...
This is a big subject and a long story. Maybe too long for Lit. I contemplated breaking it into two or three parts but haven't. Tell me if you think I am wrong. The faint hearted may not take it on, fuck 'em. Those that do, if they are genuinely interested in both the conflict and adventure of a young woman and an older man and what went on between them, wi...
Note: All persons used in this novel are fictitious. Although the areas used in this novel are real, the streets, buildings, roadways, recreational areas, and other points of interest used to make this interesting reading for you, are neither at the exact heights, or in the location described. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity,...
There was a soft tapping on my shoulder. At first I thought it was my wife, then I remembered it was late Monday afternoon and the tapping was coming from someone else. I rolled over; it was Varina Jefferson, wife and part owner of the Antique shop where I'd bought some furniture. She was smiling at me. "Wake up sleepy head," she whispered, "it's after 4:00...
This story takes a bit of time to build. Give it time to set the scene, and I think you will enjoy it. * Marty never thought about them really. Werewolves that is. Never figured they would be a reality or an issue. Granted, she use to think that they were fairy tale monsters and characters for fright movies. Ranked them right up there with witches, ghosts...
Author's Notes: The inspiration for this story came from reading comments posted to one MSTarot's stories, lamenting its poor grammar, while itself being even less grammatically correct! It is dedicated to all those authors who have given me such enjoyment with their offerings -- MSTarot, DQS, Rehnquist (where are you?), SS06 and others. Like the stories I...
Chapter 1 Lying here in bed, just staring at the ceiling, the glow of the morning sun making the room an amber light. I can also feel the fresh breeze on my face, as the window is open now due to the warm nights. Spring is here. Soon it will be summer again. It will be my first summer in Lemsford Village. My place of residence for the last seven months, try...
After dinner, Divi and her friends were still revved up about the events of the day on the lake. They were all talking excitedly at the same time and Priya shifted her concentration from one to the other taking in as much as she could. At times, details came out that I don't think they had intended to reveal and one of the other girls would glare at her. Pri...
JOB DESCRIPTIONS Hi there, my name is Igor Stiffpounder, and I'm a diener. No, make that a senior assistant diener. I was promoted last month. In other words, I work with the dead. However, most of my deceased helpmates just lollygag around and are of no help whatsoever. Sometimes I almost feel as though I'm working solo. That's one of the reasons I've go...