This was supposed to be an entry for the Summer Loving Contest 2013 but every time I wrote something, my imagination would kick off and my hands would get busy somewhere else! Ha! Writing a longer story is a lot of work. No problem though, I just wanted to get this story out and I hope you like it as much as I had fun writing it. Congratulations to all the...
Bolting for the stairs, the girls reminded me of a couple of squealing kids headed for the pile of presents waiting under the tree on Christmas morning. With tantalizing images of that pair of saucy vixens sharing a shower rampaging around in my head, I shrugged and headed off for a lonely shower. Thanking whatever Gods may be for the afternoon's spectacular...
Arabella whistled softly to herself as she sped down the road to the old Whitman Bridge. Her parents had allowed her to borrow the old station wagon on the condition that she be home by two o'clock in the morning. She had told them that she would be going to a party at Janie's house and then heading straight home. Like most stories told to parents on Hallowe...
Kilraven looked down on his prey. The chubby man snored loudly. He watched him for a few moments before pulling Flayer out of his sheath on the inside of his arm. Getting to the man had been almost laughably easy. Apparently, he had never considered the fact that someone with Kilraven's unusual abilities might be sent to kill him. The assassin had merely wa...
Chapter 12 A Knotty Situation When they were in the living room with the others, Iris whispered to Paul that she enjoyed BDSM play where she was the submissive. She asked if he was interested in helping her enjoy that part of her sex life. He had been involved in similar play before, but only as an observer, not an active participant. He considered her req...
This is the first part of a much longer saga I have written in my head but am only now getting round to putting to paper. All characters involved in sexual acts are 18 or older if noted. Fair warning, this story involves peeing, drinking pee and girls eating each other out. If that's not for you then feel free to find another story. Still with me? Good. Com...
Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. Please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty n...
After a few suggestions about tense and perspective, I decided to switch up the series. The story will now be told mostly from Kelly's perspective. Hopefully this will increase the readability. If this is well received, I might just go back and edit the previous chapters, but hopefully this is sufficient.I am also kicking around a few other ideas... Chapt...
Gnarly had his first night of truly good sleep since moving to Chicago. Stretching out on a nice firm Queen sized bed with the Queen spooning under his arm. His Landlady Naomi Carpenter had spent the night after setting up the furniture she had treated him to. Having been given a sizeable loan by her Bank for renovations. Not to mention and extra $5,000 for...
So this is it, the final chapter! Thank you so much for the encouragement through votes and comments - I hope you enjoyed reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. * "What took you so long?" he repeated, but I just stood there, with clenched fists and an open mouth. That was not the reaction I had expected. I was staring at George as he sat behi...