*** Sarkopheros Says: The wait is finally over. After 315 days, ten long months, I have two new Brod stories for you, each almost 10,000 words in length. That's 315 days since the last story of any description, however, which was Hyper Jae: Stroke! Part 2. It's been 421 days since the last Brod, which was The Bachelorette, Part 1. Over a year ago. Howe...
Drummer Boy: Bat Out of Hell II: Back to Hell Howdy boys and girls! We're finally back in Tarterus! And they say you can't go home again. Enjoy! * * * * * "Okay," Leanne said. "That's a new one." "You've never heard of this Thing in the Way?" Jason said. "No, I haven't," Leanne admitted with a thoughtful look on her face. "Does explain a few things...
Story Code: M/F, MM/F, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Interracial *** John had the bad fortune to be in exactly the wrong place at the wrong time, he was driving from Leicester to Nottingham along the A47 when a thirty ton tipper truck crossed the divide and used my husband's car as a break! Twenty years of marriage, twenty years of looking after John's house,...
An older man and a young woman have a revealing encounter and then more and more fun. I had been on sabbatical in Italy for the year and so my middle son, Jim, was living in our house to keep an eye on it. Jim had been a stockbroker and making a pretty decent wage when he chucked it away about a year and a half previously. He had been relaxing and partying...
Author's Note: This is my first attempt at writing any kind of story, erotic or otherwise. Please be kind. As a warning, this is not intended to be a quick get-you-off type story. If that's what you're in the market for, you've come to the wrong place. It takes a while to come to a sexual scene. If it isn't clear enough, 'lines like this in italics and si...
Disclaimer: Characters portrayed in the following are not mine and I did not create them. * Striking the Balance: (No Country For Old Men): The past: We were somewhere around Tindouf, on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold. I was holed up in one of the Sahrawi tents overnight, suffering from burns and the delirium was upon me. I thi...
Three firm knocks and a half a heartbeat pause before a fourth announced Elliot's arrival that Friday night. A surge of nervousness swelled inside me for a moment, the panic-preamble I associated with first dates. I had spent the week thinking about the night we spent together and what it would be like to see him again. I remembered the connection as effortl...
Warning: This is a tragic romance. A big thank you to my editor, Blackrandl1958. ****************** I liked to be alone. I lived alone, and I wanted to stay that way. I was off the grid as much as possible. I enjoyed being all alone and hidden away in Brooklyn, in New York City. I used a false name, and I paid my rent in cash. The landlord liked it; I susp...
And here we are at the end. I'd like to thank everyone for all the comments and encouragement, and I'm really glad everyone seemed to enjoy it. Something I should have mentioned in previous chapters: Any similarity between characters mentioned here and actual performers in the adult industry is mostly intended. I hope no one was offended. Please enjoy. ~~~...
Chapter 3 How will she deal with the guilt? --------- Jackson -------- I tried desperately not to fall asleep before she came back from the bathroom. I slapped my face a few times trying to stay awake but she was taking forever. I would have naturally wanted to fall into a deep sleep after sex like that which drained so much out of me. Combined with the f...