*This is my Valentines Day 2016 Story submission, and the first story I've ever posted, so I hope you enjoy* Chapter 1 After languishing in the back hills of Wyoming, David was more than happy to return to Salt Lake City. It may seem a rather homey city compared to many other parts of the country, and other places that he himself had lived, but he definite...
Chapter 1 Alex laid in bed his left arm resting across his chest his index finger tracing the shape of the chain link brand on his right side something he only did when he was tense. As he did he kept flashing back to the moment it was put there. The branding iron covered in molten rose gold and the faces of Janus and Klaus as they used it on his skin. He s...
Chapter 20. Paula and Paul She had come to my campsite from hers to thank me for helping her son that morning. "He seems to be a good kid," I said. "Yes, he is, mostly. He is not nearly as helpless with his broken leg as he led you to believe. He had ulterior motives." I nodded but let her statement pass without comment. She understood that I knew what h...
A subtle wooden tap resounded throughout the small bedroom. It was late afternoon. The bed was unkempt, clothes of the day in a small heap at its foot. Jessica sat in her undergarments at her desk, thinking. Tap tap tap The pencil kept softly striking wood of the Ikea-bought desktop. Jessica was plotting. Her black hair cascaded carelessly behind her...
Author's Note: This story contains an element some may find a turn off, that I will disclose in a moment. First I just wanted to ask, if you're on the fence, to give it a shot. It's different than most uses of this particular kink. SO, this story contains 'futanari on female' sex. Futanari, in this context means, a character who is a woman but has a cock ins...
Julie sighed at the feeling of Mark's lips against the side of her neck. Her fingers lazily drifted through his short brown hair as he worked his way up to her ear. The anticipation was surpassed only by the satisfying pinch of his teeth on her earlobe. It drew another hum of approval from Julie. Her fingers tightened, gently pulling on Mark's hair, encourag...
The funny thing about the cold, it can burn you just as terribly as an open flame. The wind on a winters day sweeping off Lake Michigan was like that, capable of turning skin red like it had been held too close to a hot stove. Mindy Dawson was all too aware of that little fact of life. She walked to work each day from her apartment, braving the conditions in...
Round 1 As your basic naïve male, I made the mistake of opening the door to a game which I'm not sure I wanted to open. What game? You ask. Good question. For the lack of a better title, let's call it The Game of Trust. Confusing? Damn right it is and just as frustrating too. But I opened the door and have to live with the results and consequences. I'm G...
Note: I want to apologize for the length of time this chapter took getting to you. I had a major relapse, and it took me quite a bit of time to get my head back together. I am trying very hard to continue writing, because I love it so. I hope this chapter meets with your approval. Bob 81. Motivation It seemed that everyone had motivation and everyone was...
25. What The Hell Is Going On, When, and Where? (Atwater Luck: 5:30 AM Local Time) "Good morning all you wonderful, sleepy, people. This is Senior Captain Montgomery Oberlin, the mother of 1 7/8 children speaking. Today is the big day, and that's why I'm speaking to you this early in the morning. The damn baby in my stomach has the brains of his father, wh...