Author's Notes: Full disclaimer, Teacher's Crossroad, contains scenes of sex. It also includes scenes that may disturb sensitive readers. That sounds darker than I intended, but I suppose that's what disclaimers do. All that said, it's a Burnt Redstone story, so truthfully, how dark do you think it's gonna get? Originally intended to be three separate s...
© Nora Quick 2013 Chapter Five Jessie sat down to rest. It was too dark to see her watch, the sky was dim with a new moon. She'd walked for hours, starting before nightfall, and she was exhausted but forced herself onward to Argentina. She'd simply told Julian she had to go to the bathroom and he fell back asleep. She grabbed her bag and some food, water...
My name is Layla and I'm telling this story with my friend Devan. We are actually slightly afraid to tell this story, because if my husband, Dave, or my Devan's wife, Cara find it on the internet and read it, they will surely recognize it and things would never be the same again, but we feel we have to confess. We're also insanely hot about it but can never...
Author's note: After the long wait, Bloodlines Ch. 2 has arrived. In this final installment, I did use characters from two other stories; A Darkening Soul and Mystical Tattoo, though they are not must reads to follow Cody to his conclusion. They would, however, provide depth for several key characters if interested. With that, Happy Reading! Beckett Guthrie...
All characters are over the age of 21. ***** I was new to the talent industry. My background in business and office management was strong, but I was completely clueless when it came to the entertainment field. When my new boss suggested I attend a public talent search, I jumped at the chance. Of course, it meant being out of town over the weekend, and beca...
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...
I stood in front of the mirror and I had to admit I didn't look too bad for a forty-four year old woman. My frizzy, kinky black hair hung just below my shoulders and I wore a simple gold chain around my neck, a shiny contrast against my skin and a stark polarity with my dark eyes. The V-neck of my silky red dress pointed to the cleavage between my breasts, w...
Warning: Even though there are some religious references throughout the beginning of this story, even though I pray to God a lot in this story, and even though I thank God for all the blessings bestowed upon me, this is not a religious story. God forbid, being that this is a porn site, sorry, I mean, an erotic literature site, of course, that I should refere...
After 8 years overseas, I was finally coming home. It had been a long flight and I was looking forward to collapsing into bed in a house, which I owned but had never seen. I was looking forward to exploring my new home and my new hometown. I was looking forward to a new start. No ties, no encumberments… just me. I had forged a reputation in the last 8 years...
This is a tale that primarily set in the middle seventies. It was half a generation removed from the civil rights movement. I live in a small county in a middle Southern state and I remember it well. Even now, racism is still present, but it seems more directed at the mass of illegals that has flooded the area. I could have put this in interracial, or mayb...