"Hey, dinner was terrific! You're a wonderful cook, Tanya." He pushed his chair back slightly from the table and it squeaked on the slick, marble floor. It had been a wonderful meal, and all the more so because he had spent it gazing dreamily at the beauty seated across from him. Tanya smiled brightly at his compliment and her cheeks flushed. He felt her ba...
Dale's house, set back from a lonely dirt road just off I-78 out in rural Pennsylvania, was full of plaster and ceramic sculptures of wildlife. He had a workshop studio in his basement with sculpting tools and supplies, and he had long since converted his garage into a gallery and store. People would drive all the way from New York and Philadelphia to buy hi...
Kwang Hi's Story II-Steve's Return Readers - Thank you for your previous feedback. I have taken a college English class to help improve my grammar (I am originally from Thailand). I hope you see the improvement, and I hope you enjoy the story. Pensri KWANG HI Ty really opened my eyes to what sex is all about that first night together. I cannot believe S...
He didn't want to be here. Had it not been for his wife's insistence, he would be at the gaming tables in the casino. But a promise is a promise. Jeff stood by the side of the bar and let his eyes roam over the crowd of people. He hated these charity functions. They were the pet project of his wife, Eleanor. And since she had been called out of town on busin...
She debated for days, her wolf was completely against any submission. For one he was a vampire, and two she was a dominant herself which is why she didn't stay with her pack. She lived her life as she wanted. But free supernatural sex, she could go all out, and she hadn't had that since she was in the pack. Was it worth it though? Her wolf may not be very h...
The bar fell into a hush when she walked in. Conversations stopped in a wave around the entrance, rippling out until the entire place was silent. Kanye blared from the digital jukebox but you could hear a pin drop. If she blushed, you couldn't tell; her cheeks were hidden behind deep black fur. The tip of her black tail, weighted down with a golden metal b...
When Scott and I got married, I was an eighteen year-old college freshman and he was a twenty-two year-old upperclassman. We'd been dating for four years, and had been sexually active since almost the beginning. Perverts or not, we were also silly on romance, and we had the clever idea of cutting ourselves off for the entire month leading up to the wedding....
For months, Silkstockinglover, hfernandez1983 and others have enthralled me with their illustrated stories. So much so that I finally took the plunge and wrote one of my own. Your comments are encouraged. Like most writers, I have several stories in progress. If there is enough interest, I will publish more in this genre. **** Cupid, the diminutive god of...
I wake up, stretching lazily as the first rays of morning sun appear thru the curtains. I reach across the bed, expecting to find Brad still sleeping. But he's not there. Hmmm...that's unusual, he never wakes up before I do. Oh well; first time for everything, I guess. I slip into my robe and head toward the kitchen and the smell of coffee. Coffee and ciga...
It was two days after the ball. The Duke de Nemours was playing court to Princess when Mme. de Chartes arrived with her daughter. Rosalind had dressed a little negligently, as one who has been ill does. Her face carried that glow of youth and vigor which betrayed her lie. Mary kissed her cheeks. "You look so pretty Rosalind, that I can't believe you were in...