In a land far away and long. long ago there in a small village close by the great wood there lived a girl called Elaine. She lived with her step mother who was surprisingly, and against all the odds in a fairy tale, not wicked. Elaine, and many of the local woodcutters did notice however that her step mother had a wicked grin and equally wicked curves whic...
Drawing Close My name is Silky. I'm 18, and I have a story to tell. When I was a child, my saintly grandmother would coerce me into naps by "drawing" pictures on my back with her gnarled and arthritic fingers. I would stretch out on the porch swing with my head in her lap, and her fingertips would delicately trace out airplanes and dragons, warriors and ma...
It was warm as it often is in late September along the Florida Gulf Coat, but not hot. And at 2 p.m., just like clockwork, she was going about her ritual. It didn't seem to matter whether it was hot, warm or threatening rain, she always did the same thing. And Colin, as usual, was watching her closely. Here was this old woman (Colin figured she was 70 if a...
(Dear Readers, As I am trying to complete Adorable Woman – Part II, this story came up as one, which a maid told the mother. This couldn't be included in the main story, as it is too long as a side story. So, I am publishing this story as an independent one. I do hope you like it and vote. I apologise to a specific section of readers who do not like using B...
I woke up to a beautiful woman fucking me. "I am by no means criticizing you, please continue what you are doing, but who are you? "Your wife, Megan." "Again don't think of this as a complaint but I am not married." She slowed and raised my hand and hers to me; we were wearing identical wedding bands. "I don't remember asking anyone to marry me." "You...
Your response to the first part of "Keeping it in the Family" has encouraged me to keep it going. A lot of people expressed an interest into Maxwell, so some of the questions will be answered here, but keep your shirt on, because there's more to come, and it may just surprise you. Part IV My little escapade with grandpa really had me going. I was lying i...
I feel it only polite to introduce myself. I am 27, my name is Rebecca May Walker. Who names their kid 'May' anymore? However, I don't mind, not one little bit. I was named May after my great, great-grandma who came across the plains on a Conestoga wagon. I heard she was a tough as nails, like me. She got married at 14, bore eight children and helped build t...
Angela got her veterinary degree and went into practice, and I made sure to refer every pet owner I came across to her. My devotees were only too happy to take their dogs and cats to her office. And after two years of successful practice, we were overjoyed to learn that Angela and Sam were to be parents. I liked Sam. He reminded me a little of Barry—so sma...
A lonely young woman is left the family farmhouse by her grandmother who always said, "I've got the trains to keep me company." This is a VERY mild story that will primarily appeal to those who are into machine self-stimulation or have a fetish about steampunk. There is no explicit sex. Instead this sets up a fantasy which some will live out in their own mi...
This story is set in the future of the rest of the Montauk stories and is pretty much complete unto itself. You may find some context if you read "An Unseelie Court" first. It will lend an understanding to a crucial scene towards the end of the story. A quick recap of "An Unseelie Court": Mab, the Mistress of Dreams from myth was abducting children to ser...