So, on this particular Tuesday morning in April, toward the end of third period to be exact, I was kneeling astride a phys ed teacher and football coach, Lance Lightsaber (better known as "Jumbo"), who was flat on his back behind a pile of Monday's dirty laundry in the back corner of the War Memorial High School weight training room. And I was about to do wh...
(co)Author's note: A few months ago I wrote a story that led to a fruitful correspondence with fellow authors Friskee_cpl. When we discovered we have similar tastes and styles, they were kind enough to propose a collaboration on a story idea they'd been considering. Needless to say, I jumped at the chance. Below is the result of the artistic coupling of the...
Hello BPV fans! I'm sorry it's been so long, but life happens and gets in the way of your writing. This chapter serves as a sequel to BPV: Bombshells and is actually a prequel to Chapter 1. It has flashbacks to World War II, so it's pretty necessary to read Bombshells first. Once again, thank you to 'Hell of a Critic'; this story was a big collaborative ef...
Notes: This is the second part of the Summer Sweethearts series. You don't necessarily need to read the first part to enjoy this one, because it takes place the following morning, and thus stands alone quite well. If you find anything in this story familiar, it story began its life as "It was the Beginning of Summer" on Laurie's page, but this is an expan...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - Waking up in a bad mood on Monday morning, trailer park girl Breanna drives her aunt, uncle and cousin Kate insane with her antics. But when bitchy nympho Breanna selects two guys to satisfy her sexually, maybe even she should have been more discerning! This kinky sex comedy set in the early 1990s contains strong language and adu...
The note I left at the end of the last chapter seems to have been misinterpreted by many readers. I'm not playing manipulative games, being rude, or holding readers to ransom. I made the mistake of letting my enthusiasm get the better of me and posted Chapter 01 before the story was complete. Many years ago I used to write on another amateur site where posti...
All Hallows' Eve at the Braidwood House Author's note: This is my first attempt in the Erotic Horror category, although admittedly I might have put it in Humor & Satire, Group or Nonhuman. In any case, it is also my first entry in a contest, specifically Halloween 2016. As with most of my stories, this one starts out slow, building the background and ch...
Prologue: March, 2014. Frieda slowly squeezed open one eye. Her worry wart husband had called earlier, awakened her, and try as she might she hadn't quite been able to get back to sleep. She peered lazily over at the man snoring beside her; drool, like the drip of a leaky faucet was seeping from his open mouth. She could see his fillings and the lighter br...
I can't say that my schooling was exceptional, over and above some reasonable exam results I did OK and wasn't in too much shit with either teachers or other pupils. I had a couple of girlfriends, none of which went past the making out in the park after school. I went to college, on the basis of those results I got a good job in Engineering which would spon...
Dear Reader, thank you so much for reading this story. It has taken nearly a year of my writing life to get the whole thing finished. This is Chapter 12 of 14 chapters and the total is over 250,000 words. It is my Dirk Diggler/Jack Horner act of hubris: my attempt to write an erotic adventure story that pulls you in with a story you want to read, even when t...