Queen Astrida, Daemon and Sunny discovered a few hours later, was a gold-wrapped enigma. "You are most welcome, Your Majesty, here in the interstellar kingdom of Astorr," Daemon stated to the veiled woman flanked by her courtiers, servants and bodyguards. He had come down off of his throne and his dais, save for a single step; she was technically his equal...
This is set in the TV show Modern Family. It will focus on Claire and Haley Dunphy. This is quite different than any of the other stories I've posted. First off I plan to do multiple parts, plus it isn't based on a specific episode, and it involves a serious change to certain characters. As of now I am planning to make this a 3-part series for this show, a...
Part 7: Sharon and Joe play the dancing game. This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. This conversation includes elements of wife swapping/sharing and group sex. If you don't approve of t...
My name is Cricket Lange and I'm in my late thirties. A while back I tried to market my newest erotic romance to a few dating groups as these sites tend to have more members than romantic readers sites have. In the process of pushing my book I attracted attention from a very fascinating young man [early twenties] who decided that wanted to pursue me as the p...
I was so flustered with running for the train, and finding what looked like the last remaining seat, that I didn't notice that the young woman next to me was crying. But those airline seats create a certain intimacy, and you can't help noticing your neighbour's behaviour. What do you do if tears are running down her cheeks, though, and she is womanfully str...
Every man has a weakness, but not everyman knows what that weakness is until it is too late. The story I'm about to tell is something I'm not entirely proud of. My name is Tim. I'm a 22-year-old college student at California State University. I'm almost at the end of my senior year studying to be an engineer. I'm also a Christian. A very devout one too. We...
Prologue Anna Plowright trudged grimly along the country lane towards her cottage still two kilometres distant. She was soaked to the skin. The rain bucketed down and reduced her hair to a stringy ruin, and found every available gap in her clothing to trickle down her back and between her breasts. When she had set out that morning for her daily ten-kilomet...
This is the second story in my Power of Clothing Series. These, shorter than usual, for me, stories looks at how the clothes we wear influence and promote our sexual feelings and arousal. It is part of a broader series examining how so many various things are part of our sexual lives. As, particularly, this 'clothing series, flows from story to story, I st...
This is my first attempt to write something of this genre. There is not a lot of sex in this chapter as it was more important to set the stage and the characters. If this chapter is well received then more will follow. Please leave your comments, all are welcome. * Lt. James Gordon had the worst luck in the known universe. It was a subject of constant spec...
This story contains parts 1-3 of my Prom series, that I have been working on. I decided to change a few parts of it, edit it a little, and slightly change the direction it was headed to one I could agree with better. I hope you still enjoy this story as I continue to write it! ***** It was mid April, and the school year was winding down for us seniors. Cla...