CHAPTER TWO It was early afternoon when the veterans returned home. It was still mid autumn, that 17th of Ámyrðria, on Freo-twā, or the second free-day of the middle of the month. The fields were still ripe with grain and the women and the children of Meryton and Jasper Valley were forsaking their day of rest to bring in more of the harvest. Many of the fie...
Cassandra ran through the darkening wood along a game trail; blood pounding in her ears, lungs burning in her chest. Tattered clothes clung to her sweaty body in the stifling heat. Heedless of the branches that tore at her clothing and flesh, she crashed through the undergrowth. Her pursuers were getting closer. Their curses and taunts were like the baying o...
This year the pixies brought me a tale of a Banshee as my Celtic Halloween story. At least, I think it was a pixie. It is sometimes difficult to keep the various Fay folk of the Emerald Isle in the proper category. In any case this is the story of a captive Banshee and how she is finally freed. As with all my Celtic stories, some of this is historical, some...
These friends had known each other for a couple years at least, since childhood in some cases. Jay met his roommate, Karl, at the branch campus in the city where they lived. Karl's girlfriend, Lilly, also went to school there, coming the year after the rest of them, and Jay had known her from the street where they both grew up. Jay met his girlfriend Kate at...
Warning! This story contains sex between men, and sex between women. If this offends you, then it is not the story for you. This is a four part story, maybe more. It will be told from the perspective of four different people in the following order. The husband, the wife, the other man, and the other woman. This first story is from the perspective of the hus...
I was looking at some pictures on line, and I had an idea. I wanted to write a quickie. Not a quickie like when the kids are at school, but like when you were in college, so inflamed that you weren't sure you could get your clothes off in time. Short, hot, unbearable. It didn't work. Even a quickie has its back story, no matter how slim. And a whole story...
Firstly I want to let everyone know I do not consider myself an erotic story writer. I enjoy writing non-erotic stories about espionage, science fiction and the occasional nutty ideas that manifest in my head. If non erotic stories is something your interested in I suggest you read my other posted stories on this site. So I just want to say that if this stor...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * "I Can't Stop Loving You," Ch. 02 A devoted husband, 68-year-old Walter, an older man, found love again with 39-year-old Susan, a much younger woman after his beloved Mary died. Continued from Chapter 01: Seemingly, not interested in meeting someone new, he didn't see her sometimes looking over at...
I wrote this story for Tiffany. Thanks for all your help, Tiff. I hope you're pleased with the outcome. Chapter Two I normally got out of bed with Nick each morning he was at home, even when he was heading off to work at some ridiculously early hour. With him continuing to be so busy, those moments were some of the few opportunities I had to spend some t...
Letter to the reader: This is a story of strong female domination and humiliation of a submissive couple as well as Male domination of that Female domme. It includes the man experiencing Bi-sexal things. Believe it or not, there are people who get sexual satisfaction from the experience this couple receives. It's a work of fiction people. If this is not your...