Jason Callahan had been an athletic star in the NCAA, and it had showed in his physique. As a member of the Yale swimming team, he had led the Bulldogs to a national title. He had broken Ivy League records. He had broken NCAA records. He had broken Olympic records. And, for a period of four days last year, he'd resided in the Bullpen. It was an honest en...
CHAPTER 4.1: ISHTAR Going back home was both the best and the worst thing I could have done. Chrissy and I were finally able to reconnect with each other. It was the way it used to be when we first met each other. Maybe it's true what they say, that absence makes the heart grow fonder. We went out of our way to schedule a lengthy skype conversation every da...
Author's Note. I first published this about a year ago under a different title but I wasn't happy with it so pulled it for a rewrite. The storyline is much the same but the ending significantly different. If you are after a quick stroke story this is not it: rather, it's a tale for those who like a bit of a build up and some romance, and – dare I say it...
WARNING... This is an "Erotic" Science Fantasy story. If you are offended by commonly used sexual words and graphic descriptions of various sexual acts then stop reading this now. There are countless Alternative Universes, ranging from ones that are almost indistinguishable from our own, to ones that are totally unrecognisable from our own. Somewhere/tim...
Tessa stayed in DC through the weekend helping to nurse Reesa and take care of their grandmother. She returned Sunday evening to Wellesley by train. Though they spoke often on the phone, Reesa and Stephen had not seen each other, opting instead to wait for the media frenzy to die down. There was a brief interest in who this woman was in Stephen Williams' lif...
I awoke on the sofa feeling warm and snuggly. I usually like waking up slowly, listening to the morning news that Harvey puts on the TV, feeling his bulk on the couch next to me, feeling his hands gently running up and down my legs. Sometimes as I'm dozing, he plays with my cunt and brings me off. This morning, however, was a little different. I woke and fo...
The dragon's reptilian claws dug into the stone to wind its green scaled body tightly around the pillar. Its head with the ghastly big, baby-like eyes were raised into the blackness of the night sensing, keenly paying attention -- a hunger for the hunt filled the air. Only a faint, coal-black plume of smoke rose from its big, open nostrils -- like a human su...
It was 8:30 PM, thirty minutes from closing, and Ian sat at his work station in the kitchen design studio where he worked, a portion of a long counter facing out toward the showroom. His place at the end in the corner by the wall was a perk of his rank as assistant manager and it allowed him to the turn his computer screen at such an angle that it could not...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Miami, Florida Darkness had faded over the city with the evening hours closing in to give breath to the night life that was slowly awakening. When the sky had turned into pitch black, it was up for the light to...
Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. I hope that the story isn't affect by the grammar errors. I'm sure there are some errors and I do care. Thank you for your comments. ***** I was reviewing my Scotch purchase in Heathrow's Duty-Free zone prior to flying back to the States. Oban single malt whiskey here is less exp...