This story is dedicated to My loving pet. As we come close to O/our third year together, O/our love and dedication remain strong. This story is not about U/us but she inspires Me in writing it. Thank you for giving yourself to Me, My little slave! ***************************** As she parked in front of the bar, Grace thought about whether or not she wanted...
passion / păsh'ən / n 1. A state of strong sexual desire or love. 2. A strong liking or desire for or devotion to some activity, object, or concept. fruit / (froot) / n 1. An edible, usually sweet and fleshy form. 2. Result; outcome. American Heritage Dictionary Fifth Edition * The Passion Fruit is an intriguing and mysterious fruit with a number of...
Authors Note: Breaking Benjamin is a popular rock band and their lead singer is Ben Burnley. I get my screen name, ShallowBay, from one of their songs. If you don't know or like Breaking Benjamin, please still give this story a try because I think you might like it. If the story is well received I may make it a series. The story is NOT porn without plot, but...
Memories of last night came unbidden to her mind. Not that Grace tried hard as she unloaded the dishwasher. They were far too pleasurable to keep away. Her first time going to a lesbian bar... letting the Domme side of her loose in Real Life rather than keeping it hidden... and her first time with a submissive. She could hardly believe it. Yet she knew they...
Not long after the events described in Winning the Golden Ticket, I came across an online dating profile that stated the following: **** USERNAME: GangBanger1950 ABOUT ME: I'm looking to arrange a gangbang at a motel. Minimum 10 guys. I want you to fuck every hole I have, especially my arse. I want to suck your cocks and for you to come all over me and r...
Author's Note: Thank you to my fabulous Lit friends for editing! You really helped me see this through. And a special thanks to the real life James and Grace. Your story, no matter how it ends, is something you must never regret. "Grace arrived late last night. Poor thing was tired after the red eye flight from Toronto," Mia said taking a seat at the breakf...
Stephen was dreaming, of that much he was certain. The funny part about it was that Grace was with him, and they were running, yet from what, he wasn't sure. Darkness was surrounding them both, threatening to envelop them from every side. It hadn't yet descended into a nightmare, but he knew that's where it was leading. Then, something felt extraordinarily...
"Hurry up and plant the drop," the man whispered. "What, you think the rumor about the super is real? Don't be a fucking pussy," the second man hissed back. Both men were standing in front of a dumpster down a cramped alley, barely illuminated by a soft orange glow from a nearby streetlamp. The men looked comical; they were easily each taller than six f...
All Characters Are 18 Years or Older. Grace, Ryan, Wyatt, Quinn The car was hot, but thankfully the ride out to the beach house was almost over. Grace squirmed in the back seat, trying to unstick her legs from the leather cushion, knowing full well that as soon as she did, they would stick in place again a second later. Grace had chosen to wear the shortes...
From the author: A New Way To Read Erotica. Thank-you dear reader for choosing to read my work. I wanted to present readers with a slightly different way to read erotica. To this end I present 'The Valhalla Chronicles'. Rather than have a single story that has consecutive chapters what I have done is written what I call 'a parent story' and a series of 'ch...