Sellsword 6 – The Dragon Lord This story was previously posted on a site that is no longer fully functional With the Dragon Dancers and their mother slain, Garth, Jarveena and Hawk rode slowly back to Kaladur. Little was said among them as they traveled – each was deep in their own thoughts. “Grieve not, Jarveena.” The words entered Jarveena’s mind, a...
Once again adding the element of sight made me a little nervous. I found myself closing my eyes until Joe twisted my wavy, copper, waist length hair around his hand, pulling my head back to meet his gaze, and he commanded softly, "Open your eyes! I want to watch you watching me." With that, Jake and Joe began the same there-then-gone touches on Gillian as th...
I wrap Gillian's hair around my hand and pull her into Ashleigh's bedroom. She grabs a hold of my forearm in a feeble protest attempt. Ashleigh snatches up the money on the bed, uses her sleeve to wipe some spit off of her face, pulls her trousers up in a panicked rush. Gillian looks away from Ashleigh horrified at the sight of her red wet freshly fucked...
A cool breeze blew over the desert that evening as John and Gillian shared the porch together. The sun had set, and John was sitting with his pipe dangling from his lips and a newspaper in his lap while Gillian sat across from him with her legs folded under her. "It's a wonderful evening, isn't it John?" Gillian said. Her eyes were wandering the ho...
“I don’t know what to say…I’m just overwhelmed,” Sophie finally managed to murmur in response to her host’s question. “I’ve honestly never been to a party like this. Thank you so much for having me.” Oliver beamed. “Don’t be silly. We’re just glad you could come on such short notice. When Gillian told me what a charming young woman she’d met this morning w...
Ms. Gillian flattened her cloths one last time. Then she stood up straight and entered the classroom. As usual, the students were loud and didn't notice her entrance at first. Only when she slammed her books on the table, they stopped talking to each other and went back to their seats. After everybody was sitting, she cleared her throat and then started ta...
**Writing Science Fiction was my first love at the age of 9. If it's you're cup of tea, please read; if it's something you kind of enjoy, read on. If you hate it, let me know. Either way, don't forget to vote, and if you have time, leave a comment, I actually really do read them!** The soft pulsating red glow of the low fuel light had passed from almost ple...
This story begins at a time of my life when everything was going my way. I was barely twenty five, and was already kicking ass at a job I loved. I had no debt, no receding hairline, no kids to keep me up at night. And I had a devastatingly beautiful wife with a promising career of her own. On top of it all, I had a big cock. Life was good. Gillian and I had...
"I saw your striptease on the web last week and I thought I'd give you a call and say how erotic I thought it was." "Thank you, Mister Williams. Yeah, that one was hot. One of my cosplay shows with my friend Samantha." "Quite, I downloaded it and have wanked off to it every day for the last week. If you are up for it I would take great pleasure in hooking...
We have a good life, Gillian and I. We have a nice, large, detached house in the outskirts of the city where it's quiet and the air is clear. We get time and have the money to engage in a variety of interests. And Gillian is still, at thirty-three, drop-dead gorgeous. I often think that, whatever other successes I've had in life, marrying Gillian eclipses th...