[Welcome to the second episode of this multi-chapter tale. Special thanks to LoveDrewandEmmett for her invaluable help editing this story. Couldn't do it without you, beej. Please take the time to comment. Thanks for reading!] The Sequacious Maiden and the Crafty Wizard, Part 2 Tess didn't remember the walk back to the farm, the questioning stares of h...
21st Century Subterranean Slavery Part IX One-eight-six relaxed on her cot, eyes closed thinking about her old man client. "Hey you look too happy this morning." She turned looking at her neighbor One-six-three. You must have had a good night?" "Yes, a short seventy year old homely, nerdy accountant type; I cherished every minute of making love to h...
Author's note: This story does not contain any actual sex, although it does have innuendo and the prospect of sex is alluded to often. So if raw sex what the reader is looking for, then perhaps some of my other stories would be a better choice. Everyone in the story is over 18 years old. Any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. This...
Biggles shoves it in Authors acknowledgement As a young boy, I did grow up on the usual diet of children's adventure fiction, and Biggles, by W.E.Johns, was a favorite. Romantic and erotic (R&E) literature was not even close to my mind then. Now I am older, maybe not wiser, but with an active and fertile writing interest in erotica. A couple of year...
It seemed like a great idea at the time, but don't most cluster fucks start out as strokes of genius? Cindy's older sister, Chloe, had asked us if we would be interested in being chaperones on her daughter's class trip to the exotic Caribbean Island of Kokomo. All we had to pay for were our airline tickets. My wife quickly accepted the offer. Chloe even off...
Adela Roma's mother Marianne ranted when her youngest daughter announced she'd decided not to go to university in Australia or even abroad. As the sparks began to fly her father David intelligently yelled he was going for a walk and disappeared. When David returned the house was still standing, nothing inside appeared broken and mother and daughter were...
Act 3 Friday, January 1st, 2:15pm "Hi, Val speaking." "Did I embarrass myself badly last night?" It was a voice from the bottom of a gravel pit. Doreen was obviously suffering. "No, Doreen, you didn't. You had fun. You let loose and had fun. And so did I." "Are you sure. I have some very strange memories from last night. How did I get home?" "Well, you...
Kirsty sipped her morning tea as she watched Monika swing. The storm had finally chased them back to the house after dark last night, but even then she knew Bjorn was reluctant. She was reminded once more of a couple of teenagers sneaking in after curfew. They had stopped downstairs only long enough to raid the refrigerator. Even at breakfast this morning,...
I'm not sure who I am looking for, so I sit in the darkest part of the room, which is in the back, at a small two-person table behind everyone else. I expected the hundred or so people to be largely middle-aged creepers and sketchy greasers. Instead, they are fashionable men and women. Mostly couples and groups of couples clustered around tables. Very respec...
"Jessamy fuckin' Beech, as I live and breathe." "Spivey." "You taking this piece of shit back to Kirkwall for the bounty I take it?" Jessamy should've guessed that it wouldn't be straightforward just jumping on a boat and sailing all the way up to Orkney from Nairn. Hamnavoe had a big price on his head and it was only a matter of time before other interes...