Author's Note: Warning, for those of you who care not a jot for chapter order. Do not start reading this story with this chapter. If you haven't been reading our witty romp so far, this chapter will confuse the bejesus out of you, and may cause seizures, hiccups, and necrolepsy. No that last isn't a typo - you may indeed experience random moments of death. D...
/ /Author's Note: This story, Terrible Company, is sprawling sword-and-sorcery fantasy satire with a diverse cast of characters. Over its many chapters, those characters will have interactions (both with each other and others) that cross many of the lines that exist between Lit genres. I have come to believe that breaking the story into those different categ...
Our heroine's saga continues, in three parts. Read "Ginny's Withering Faith" as background. Part 1 The past year had been the best one of my life. My father-in-law, JJ – now almost 55 – and I had continued our blistering affair with one major addition. I'd discarded my earlier hang-ups about engaging in group sex with him and we'd become involved with a...
The following story has been written as a reader request, this is a fictionalized telling of true events. It is part two in the Samantha series and takes place a few months after chapter one. I send my thanks to my dear Italian friend Fabio for the inspiration -- This story is the third reader request I have done. If you enjoy it, feel free to contact me wi...
The Beginning. I was crushed. Anger, loss and guilt mingled to make of me an emotional and increasingly, a physical mess. Those who have experienced the loss of their first love will understand how I felt when I received a letter from Judy announcing she was to be married. Perhaps I had better explain. Chapter 1. Cubby Love I first fell in love with Ju...
Ashley Anderson was an intelligent and very attractive woman, in her early forties. She loved working for Thompson Consulting Services, as an account manger, and was well liked by all her co-workers. Ashley had a very warm and friendly personality, and it was not unusual for her to innocently touch your hand, arm, or shoulder while she was talking. Ashley oc...
I'm 6 years old. A mop of honey coloured Irish blond hair with freckles where the fairies have kissed me. Whorish creatures they may be, given the unlikely spots I've found freckles; cheeky at the very least. I am hiding in a tree house, high up in what I call a lonely tree. It's a type of pine with needled leaves that whine and sigh with each lost breath of...
(Hey all! Here's the conclusion of the big orgy+the epilogue! I hope you all enjoy! As always, questions and comments are appreciated via the e-mail in my contact page.)) Hana It was no surprise that she was the one who had been endowed with those incredible, thick lips, because she seemed to do everything she could leading with her mouth first. She was th...
He wasn't actually told 'don't go near Ella' but it was pretty much as near to that as possible. His landlady had told the thirty three year old school teacher that 'her down Traitors Lane' with the emphasis on 'HER', was trouble and he could see his new neighbours and numerous other villagers looking down their noses at the beautiful woman when she, very oc...
Village Tales Book 1 A Measure of Breeding Alexia: Persuasions and Passions Part 4 6. The Slave Market Alexia awakened to find herself and other women she had travelled with, in a large bare warehouse. She was saddened that Wanda, the only person in her wagon she knew, was no longer with them. Wanda had been taken from the wagon one night by a brutish look...