Copyright (c) 2019 Ada Stuart, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright. --------- Not a moment too soon, Ryan sighed, as she went into the small bathroom. He rose and adjusted his pants while he took a few deep breaths. This would be harder than he'd imagined, even if she was only staying for a...
Author's Note: There is no sex in Part 1. Its purpose is to provide the context of the story and describe the personalities of the two main protagonists. Because his five-part story is probably best read in one go, I will post remaining parts roughly once every three days. ***** Prologue I remember which Interstates we travelled. We started in Seattle an...
"She's not an easy one to pin down, my Lady." Tira reported, nervously wringing her hands as she stood before Karandreya in the drawing room. Three weeks had passed - three weeks of discreet inquiries met with stonewalling, feigned ignorance, and rare tidbits. Three weeks of sleepless nights worrying that someone would visit in the night to politely, but fir...
Jared leaned back in his recliner and sighed in satisfaction. The light from the fireplace and a single oil lamp on the table next to him cast flickering shadows on the walls of the cabin. He saw no sense in turning on any of the electric lights when he was just relaxing after a lunch of venison from a deer he'd shot and dressed himself. Though he was on the...
This story is my entry in the 'Pastiches de Oggbashan Story Event', and is based on his story Christmas Truce. For those not familiar with the old British currency, one pound sterling (£1) was comprised of 20 shillings, each worth 12 pennies. A variety of coins were in circulation, including the guinea, a gold coin worth 21 shillings or just over £1. To put...
Friday evening. The night before the High School Slave for a Day Charity auction. Monica Gift needed a bit of downtime after the events she had achieved this week. Between yearbook photos, challenging her Braless Brigade of slutty followers, dealing with a lusty photographer, body painters, and counselling warring lovers, she required this simple pleasure....
Author's note: This chapter contains mental trauma and description of injury. If this bothers you, please stop reading when Jessie appears in the story. As always, your votes and comments (both public and private) are appreciated. Thank you! ### Love is a feeling I don't wanna hear it Quench my desire Takin' me higher Tell it to the preacher Satisf...
Typical over the top story. Way, way, over the top. The story is sorta a follow up to another story, but it can be stand alone too. Try to remember, it's a fantasy. Now for legal shit. Everyone is over eighteen. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead or undead is purely ridiculous. Please be nice in your comments. There is a bit of incest in the story, sor...
This story is from my college days. I was going to school at a little church college on the North Shore of Oahu. I won't name it because this isn't the right place or time to bring in religion, but many of you may know the college. Anyway, I had set my sights on this 19-year-old freshman girl named Kate (of course I changed the name). She was out of my leagu...
Calina looked directly ahead of her at the massive cave opening boring directly into the side of a mountain that she stood before. It was 70 ft tall and 100 ft wide at least, in the shape of a semi-circle. It was made of strange black rock with a wavy, uneven surface, and was covered in thin layer of some sort of glimmering slime. The cave began slightly lev...