(Years ago when I first started to read erotica, the books I could find were the Victorian era stories done by Anonymous writers. I still love to read those stories; they have a timeless quality about them. This is in a way my tribute to those works of writers long gone but not forgotten. Even though we may not know their names.) * In the summer of my eig...
I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement they always give me. As I've been known to fiddle with stories, after they've seen it. I take full responsibility for the content and any cock-ups in this story. While I'm at it, I think from now on I'm going to thank all my friends out there, w...
Aragorn pressed his ear to the ground. The wind went still and he listened for the footsteps of his prey. The he leapt from the ground and sprinted into the forest, bow and arrow in hand. The wind wiped through the long black strands of his hair. From behind a large oak tree Aragorn could see a large stag. He readied his arrow and pulled back on the string....
This is the first chapter of an eight chapter story. The total word count is roughly 32k, so the chapters will be rather short. The story is finished and I will post the next chapter in a few days. While the first few chapters could easily be categorised differently - erotic couplings - I put them into Romance because of the over-all theme. It will become r...
My name is David. I'm a young black man attending Harvard Medical School. I've also been blessed and cursed with the Gift of Telepathy. The ability to read people's minds. It's a power that has come in handy more times than I can count. I discovered it a long time ago, and I've always kept it to myself. When you're a telepath, you know many things about peop...
Chad stirred, jerking his head away from the arm of his couch to look in the direction of whatever had awoken him. Sloshing water, silverware tinkling—someone doing the dishes. Chad rose, working all the kinks out of his joints without the pay-off of the clearheaded relaxation that came from a proper nap. "I thought I was supposed to be resting," he grumble...
We spent the rest of the day touring the entire clinic; Derek wanted me to see every nook and cranny so there would be no surprises. I knew it would take time to learn my way around and memorize names and faces. He seemed to know everyone and their attitude toward him made me feel good. There was respect but no fear. This told me he'd struck that difficult c...
"Call me they," said the diminutive, tomboyish, short-haired and curvy Native American gal as she looked me up and down from behind her desk, dripping with attitude. Snorting, I looked at her like she had two heads and they were both fucked up. Ever since I moved to the City of Winnipeg, Manitoba, from my hometown of Boston, Massachusetts, I'd seen and exper...
Even fifteen years after graduation, my old college roomy, Lisa, and I are still best of friends. We e-chat, go to school reunions, and sometimes make visits to each other's home. Mine is in Michigan; hers is near Tampa, Florida. Back in college, Lisa was the innovative, daring one, and I was more conservative and inhibited. However, over the course of four...
Atwood nodded, "So, tell me your license is current, your surety bond is good, and when you can start. I don't dare let you out that door. Someone else would grab you and I'd never get that office next door opened." "I don't know ... I mean, I'm really on vacation ... this was sort of a spur of the moment kind of thing, I've only had one job in my life. I w...